Homeless in Long Beach
Memories of Street Living
Saturday, July 14, 2012
Blake poem
"Like there's this Blake poem, into this dangerous world I leapt, heaping, naked, piping loud, like a fiend hid in a cloud." maybe from a novel by James Baldwin or Richard Wright?
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