Dhalgren
¶ by Rob FrieselSCENE: Samuel R. Delany, sitting at his writing desk, surrounded by books (some on shelves, but most piled on the floor), circa 1973; a man walks into the room. – Delany and the man stare at each other. They both stroke their beards. Delany: “Who are you?” The Man: “Don’t you know? They sent me.” […]