In fact, among the people I met, the term soviet served essentially as a synonym for ‘fucked up’. I’d been in the country about three days when a car that was sent to take me...

Amidst the crowd, tumbling like a stone, although lying on the roads, I’m but a life.

There’s a race of men that don’t fit in, A race that can’t sit still;So they break the hearts of kith and kin, And they roam the world at will.They range the field and rove...

When I was a rolling stone my tears roll down on my cheeks when I became rigid my tears do the same.