My bed is my best friend.... I type in it, telephone in it, think in it, and stare at the wall from it. Some morning, a long time from now, I hope I will be found peacefully dead in it, lying in a narrow but cozy space between old manuscripts, lost books, empty teacups, misplaced nightgowns, and unsharpened pencils.


The Girl I Left Behind (1980)


My bed is my best friend.... I type in it, telephone in it, think in it, and stare at the wall from it. Some morning, a long time from now, I hope I...

My bed is my best friend.... I type in it, telephone in it, think in it, and stare at the wall from it. Some morning, a long time from now, I hope I...

My bed is my best friend.... I type in it, telephone in it, think in it, and stare at the wall from it. Some morning, a long time from now, I hope I...

My bed is my best friend.... I type in it, telephone in it, think in it, and stare at the wall from it. Some morning, a long time from now, I hope I...