After Manderley
I learned there
was no limit to
where a haircut
might take one.
My own counten-
ance inhabits a
curious shelter.
Must I think of
Donald Trump? O
now I am sorry,
because, splash
Mr Cruz yellow,
and he returns,
only lacquered.
Daphne du Maurier
Rebecca
1938
op. cit.
Richard Hughes
The Fox in the Attic
1961
op. cit.
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