Blog: Quiet Color

by bmac We've got a deep mixtape thanks to a wide range of posts last week. So to send us off, here's a wonderfully jaunting piece of literature by T.S. Elliot entitled Hysteria : As she laughed I was aware of becoming involved in her laughter and being part of it, until her teeth were only accidental stars with a talent for squad-drill. I was drawn in by short gasps, inhaled at each momentary recovery, lost finally in the dark caverns of her throat, bruised by the [...]