Monday, May 30, 2011

Pulp Poem of the Week



I felt too young.
I felt like a child
being bathed
by an evil nursemaid.
I felt that some
unspeakable thing
was coiling and vomiting
in her mind.
John D. MacDonald
The End of the Night
1960

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