Description
FOUR stripes of no color books, two pieces of dust, an old gray head, a bloated cactus flung into a frame of big library in big city in big world. This is the portrait, the scalding drop of life--the story behind the story behind the story, the unuttered idea behind the gesture. It was unusually cold for October. He hadn't ever remembered such a cold October. It hadn't been this cold before October was called October. But now it was cold and he wanted to know more l)bout the cereus cactus.
Recommended Citation
Kessler, Mary Alice
(1946)
"Abstract,"
Manuscripts: Vol. 14
:
Iss.
3
, Article 5.
Retrieved from:
https://digitalcommons.butler.edu/manuscripts/vol14/iss3/5
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