Noirboiled Notes
Pulp poems, book reviews, and other tidbits from the noirboiled world
Monday, March 2, 2009
Pulp Poem of the Week
She went along the sidewalk in the sun
looking like something the censors
had cut out of a sailor's dream.
Charles Williams
A Touch of Death
1954
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