“Nowhere to go to tea. Only gin here and no god at any gate and no goodness.” PoetrySadGoodnessDrinkingHopelessBleakBereftDeborah LandauThe Last Usable Hour Book:The Last Usable Hour Source: The Last Usable Hour
“In the middle of my wood, I found myself in a dark life. The day was going toward the narrow place the blank. No matter how many glasses of gin it will get dark on this platform of earth.” LifePoetryDarkDarknessDrinkingInevitableGinDeborah LandauPlay On WordsThe Last Usable Hour Book:The Last Usable Hour Source: The Last Usable Hour