delta autumn
“soon now
they would
enter the
delta”
—william faulkner,
“delta autumn,”
uncollected stories
the sensation’s like—
being back somewhere again
where rivers begin
the mississippi—
down by the lush levee
smoking a fat joint
down south of campus—
in the dumpy cadillac
queer quentin with that
stricken look on his—
face as dalton ames tells him
to fuckin’ shut up
“soon now
they would
enter the
delta”
—william faulkner,
“delta autumn,”
uncollected stories
the sensation’s like—
being back somewhere again
where rivers begin
the mississippi—
down by the lush levee
smoking a fat joint
down south of campus—
in the dumpy cadillac
queer quentin with that
stricken look on his—
face as dalton ames tells him
to fuckin’ shut up
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