All :: Novels

The Soft Machine

American Science Fiction Fantasy

2.0 (3)

I was working the hole with the Sailor and we did not bad fifteen cents on average night boosting the afternoons and short timing the dawn we made out from the land of the free but I was running out of veins . . .

#458

RANK

817

POINTS

Naked Lunch

William S. Burroughs

American Literary Fiction Abuse

2.83 (6)

I can feel the heat closing in, feel them out there making their moves, setting up their devil-doll stool pigeons, crooning over my spoon and dropper I throw away at Washington Square station, vault and turnstile and two flights down the iron stairs, catch an uptown A train.