“Language spread its warm, absurd rays over all my adolescent thoughts, and I felt the way we all long to feel: moody, lonely, lovesick and explosive with the prospects of tomorrow.”
Spencer Gordon“the romance of solitude and small places, the blurring of identity.”
Spencer Gordon, Cosmo“Language spread its warm, absurd rays over all my adolescent thoughts, and I felt the way we all long to feel: moody, lonely, lovesick and explosive with the prospects of tomorrow.”
Spencer Gordon, Cosmo