Novel by Kate Elizabeth Russell — “Come and be worshipped, come and be caressed My dark Vanessa, crimson-barred, my blest, My admirable butterfly! Explain How could you, in the gloom of Lilac Lane Have let uncouth, hysterical John Shade Blubber your face, and ear, and shoulder blade?” — From the poem, “Pale Fire” by Nabokov. Hi…
