charles-poor

We were Poor. I’m spelling it with a capital P. …We were on the bottom of the ladder looking up at everyone else. Nothing below us ‘cept the ground.

Thought:

“His thoughts were but a succession of stars that wheeled about in his skull-sky like the moon and the sun, chasing each other through all the lovely halls.”

William T. Vollmann

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