“They told me, Francis Hinsley, they told me that you were hung With red protruding eyeballs and black protruding tongue; I wept as I remembered how often you and I Had laughed about Los Angeles and now ‘tis here you’ll lie; Here pickled in formaldehyde and painted like a whore Shrimp pink incorruptible, not lostContinue reading “RKS Literature: The Suicidal Hanging of Francis Hinsley (Evelyn Waugh)”
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