I read Williams the same way I read vampire comics: for pleasure and for the purposes of theft. This is the folk art way, and it survives commodity art even when it is packaged and sold.
Conscientious Protests
–after Julio Cortazar
E N T I T L E D
LET’S DRINK AND FUCK
Elizabethton, Tennessee, 1929
Desperately Seeking My Name is Not Susan
Farewell Adios to the Americano