I would like to write a Book which would drive men mad, which would be like an open door leading them where they would never have consented to go, in short, a door that opens onto reality.
“It was only when we were in that bed, high above the world — then I thought the birds could have been circling around our bodies circled around each other — that we made our world totally separated from everything else. It was the only way we could be together.”
Kathy Acker