January 2010
11 posts
RIP J.D. Salinger
“Sharon Lipschutz said you let her, sit on the piano seat with you,” Sybil said.
“Sharon Lipschutz said that?”
Sybil nodded vigorously.
He let go of her ankles, drew in his hands, and laid the side of his face on his right forearm. “Well,” he said, “you know how those things happen, Sybil. I was sitting there playing. And you were nowhere in sight. And...
The man hanging out of the wrecked car was still alive as I passed, and I...
– Jesus’ Son