spittle-stained

Updated: May 3, 2025

He was dragged through towns, he pined in spittle-stained barracks; and then he was sent to the Carpathians. He fired. He fought hand-to-hand: he fled; he retreated forty versts a day, resting in the woods singing his peasant-songs with the soldiers and yearning for Pochinki.

Boris Pilniak - Tales of the Wilderness