Johnson, Denis

The traveling salesmen fed me pills that made the lining of my veins feel scraped out, my jaw ached… I knew every raindrop by its name, I sensed everything before it happened. Like I knew a certain oldsmobile would stop even before it slowed, and by the sweet voices of the family inside, I knew we’d have an accident in the rain. I didn’t care. They said they’d take me all the way.

– Denis Johnson, “Jesus’ Son”

Listen to Denis Johnson’s reading at the Poetry Center of Chicago:

Read this interview with Denis Johnson in the Yale Literary Magazine:

http://yalelitmag.com/denis-johnson-interview/

Watch the trailer for the movie version of Denis Johnson’s book Jesus’ Son:

Jesus’ Son – Trailer

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