“He was in a great cone spinning down to a black point.” Allow me to make an exception and start my mini review with a quote. So far, 42 pages of Makes Lunch by William S. Burroughs are enough to prepare me for the kind of read I have waiting for me. To be more accurate, the title alone and the fact that Burroughs wrote this while high were a cue by themselves spiking my interest in this book. This is no Alice in Wonderland . Psychedelic par excellance in vulgar terms, it “messes,” to avoid using an uncivil word, with your mind. Certainly not an easy read, but one that should not be missed.