Pursed Lips

It’s a refrain I don’t often use, but when I do, it usually involves books. Not too long ago I was singing this tune — more of a lament when I caterwaul — over the then-impending sale of author Patrick Kearney’s Oympia Press collection. But, as you can see from the Christie’s listing, I would’ve […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…