Toronto, 1989
William S. Burroughs appeared in my dream, so I wrote to him. I mentioned
the dream, and raved about his work. I also wondered if I might use a
sentence from one of his books.
Burroughs responded with this World Wildlife Fund card, postmarked Kansas
City, Missouri. Look, the big wrinkled elephant is reaching out to the cute
baby elephant. Is that not an unexpectedly tender gesture?
