The Fatal Game: William S. Burroughs and the Tragic Death of Joan Vollmer
Updated: Sep 6
On the evening of 6 September 1951, in a flooded, hurricane battered corner of Mexico City, William S. Burroughs shot his wife Joan Vollmer in the forehead in front of their four year old son. He would go on to give at least three different explanations for how it happened. Vollmer died a few hours later in hospital. She was 28.
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How did Joan Vollmer die? William S. Burroughs shot her in the forehead in Mexico City on 6 September 1951, reportedly while trying to shoot a glass balanced on her head in a drunken game inspired by the legend of William Tell.
Did William S. Burroughs go to prison for killing Joan Vollmer? Not for long. He was held for about two weeks, then released, and eventually convicted of manslaughter in absentia after fleeing back to the United States, receiving a two year suspended sentence he never served.
From Barnard to the Beats
Joan Vollmer was born in 1923 in Loudonville, a well off suburb of Albany, New York, and moved to New York City in the early 1940s, attending Barnard College on a scholarship and studying journalism at Columbia alongside it. She married Paul Adams, a law student who was soon drafted into the war, and while he was overseas she began drifting into the chaotic, bohemian circle of writers and addicts who'd later be known as the Beats. She met Edie Parker at the West End Bar, and the two women moved into a series of Upper West Side apartments that became a gathering point for William S. Burroughs, Jack Kerouac, Allen Ginsberg, Lucien Carr and Herbert Huncke.
Vollmer wasn't simply along for the ride. Scholars of the Beat movement have since described her apartment as one of the actual foundations the movement was built on, the place where Burroughs, Kerouac and Ginsberg all lived under one roof for a stretch in 1945 and 1946, and where Vollmer herself was routinely the one holding the all night conversations together. Kerouac later remembered the apartment as the site of a whole year of low, evil decadence, and Edie Parker recalled evenings when six of them would sprawl across a single bed for days on end, arguing about the decadence of the bourgeoisie. Vollmer was widely considered the sharpest wit in a room that included several men who'd go on to be called literary geniuses, which makes how thoroughly she's since been reduced to a single, grim footnote in Burroughs' biography feel like its own kind of injustice.
When Adams returned from the war he was horrified by the company his wife was keeping and by her growing drug use, and divorced her. In 1945 Kerouac introduced Vollmer to Benzedrine, which she used heavily for years afterwards, and not long after that she entered a long term relationship with Burroughs.
A Life on the Run
The relationship was volatile from the start. Vollmer had already been committed to Bellevue Hospital in New York after a psychotic break brought on by heavy amphetamine use. Despite that, she and Burroughs had two children together, Julie, from her first marriage, and William S. Burroughs Jr., born in 1947, and the family moved constantly as Burroughs tried to stay ahead of the law, first to Texas, then New Orleans, then finally Mexico City.
New Orleans proved disastrous. Burroughs was arrested for heroin possession, and a police search of the family home turned up letters from Ginsberg that hinted at a marijuana shipment. Facing serious prison time in Louisiana, Burroughs fled to Mexico City, and Vollmer followed with the children not long after.
By 1951 Vollmer's own health had collapsed. Years of drug and alcohol abuse had aged her badly, and she'd recently recovered from a bout of polio that left her with a limp. Friends who visited that year, including Allen Ginsberg and Lucien Carr, were alarmed by her condition and described her as bitter about Burroughs' frequent absences and his own ongoing addiction. At the time, Burroughs had just returned from a trip through South America with a young man named Lewis Marker, with whom he was pursuing a relationship, leaving Vollmer alone with the children for long stretches.
The Night of 6 September 1951
Mexico City that week was badly flooded after a string of hurricanes, with up to a metre of water sitting in parts of the Roma district where Burroughs and Vollmer lived. That evening the couple joined a group of friends drinking at an apartment above the Bounty Bar, a regular haunt, rented by an American named John Healy. Burroughs later said he'd arranged to meet someone at the apartment about selling a pistol. Also present were Marker and another American, Eddie Woods, along with four year old Billy Burroughs Jr.
At some point in the evening, heavily drunk, Burroughs announced it was time for their William Tell act, telling Vollmer to balance a glass on her head. He fired a single shot from his .38, missing the glass and hitting her in the forehead. She was rushed to the Red Cross hospital and died there a few hours later without regaining consciousness.
What actually happened has never been fully settled, largely because Burroughs himself couldn't keep his story straight. He initially told police the William Tell version, then, after his lawyer Bernabé Jurado arrived and reportedly coached him in front of reporters, changed his account to say the gun had simply misfired as he checked whether it was loaded. He shifted the story again during a later hearing, this time claiming he'd been demonstrating the pistol to a prospective buyer when it went off, an account two witnesses backed up after apparently being coached themselves. Under Mexican law, that version reduced the charge to criminal negligence rather than anything more serious.
A Lawyer Who Fled and a Client Who Followed
Burroughs was held for around two weeks before being released while Jurado worked the case, reporting to a Mexico City jail every Monday morning as a condition of his release. That arrangement lasted roughly a year, until Jurado himself fled the country to Brazil after shooting a teenager who'd damaged his car. With his own lawyer now a fugitive, Burroughs decided to do the same and slipped back into the United States, gambling that Louisiana hadn't yet issued a warrant over his earlier drug charges there. It hadn't. Mexican authorities convicted him of manslaughter in absentia and handed down a two year suspended sentence he never served a day of.
Vollmer was buried in Mexico City. Her daughter Julie was sent to live with her first husband, Paul Adams, and her son William Jr. went to live with Burroughs' own parents.
The Son Who Inherited the Damage
William S. Burroughs Jr. was in the room when his mother was killed, and the rest of his short life bore the scars of it. Raised largely by his grandparents, he became a writer himself, publishing two novels, Speed and Kentucky Ham, while sliding into the same patterns of addiction that had defined his parents' marriage. He was arrested repeatedly for forging prescriptions to feed a methedrine habit, and by his mid twenties alcoholism had destroyed his liver badly enough to require a transplant in 1976, one of the earliest such operations performed on an addict. He refused to stop drinking afterwards regardless. He died in 1981 of liver cirrhosis at 33, found in a shallow ditch in DeLand, Florida, having written a bitter essay about his father for Esquire shortly before his death. A posthumous collection of his unfinished work was published under a title that summed up how he'd come to see his own life: Cursed From Birth.
The Book He Couldn't Face for Thirty Years
Burroughs began writing the novella Queer while he was still awaiting trial in Mexico City, but he wouldn't let it be published for another 34 years, and later admitted he hadn't been able to bring himself to reread the manuscript in all that time because of how painful it was. When it finally came out in 1985, he added an introduction that remains the closest thing to a direct confession he ever gave, writing that he was forced to the appalling conclusion that he'd never have become a writer at all if Joan hadn't died, and that the loss had brought him into contact with what he called the Ugly Spirit, a force he said left him no choice but to write his way out. Allen Ginsberg later called that introduction Burroughs' heart laid bare, and the true origin point of everything he wrote afterwards.
Whether that's an honest reckoning or a convenient myth built to explain away a killing is something biographers still argue about. What's not in dispute is that Naked Lunch, the novel that actually made him famous, is soaked in the same violence, paranoia and self disgust that runs through Queer's introduction, and that Burroughs spent the rest of his career, right up to Guadagnino's 2024 film adaptation of Queer starring Daniel Craig, unable to fully separate his own legacy from that night in Mexico City.
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