All his life Robert Grainier would remember vividly the burned valley at sundown, the most dreamlike business heโd ever witnessed wakingโthe brilliant pastels of the last light overhead, some clouds high and white, catching daylight from beyond the valley, others ribbed and gray and pink, the lowest of them rubbing the peaks of Bussard and Queen mountains; and beneath this wondrous sky the black valley, utterly still, the train moving through it making a great noise but unable to wake this dead world.
Denis JohnsonWeโd torn open our chests and shown our cowardly hearts, and you can never stay friends after something like that
Denis JohnsonAfter the film it was raining, a light steady rain. Ruthless neon on the wet streets like busted candy.
Denis Johnson