#AmericanWriters
In order to perfect all readers the statements should he carved on rock walls, on cave walls, and on the sides of pillars so the charm of their instruction can
The first and last time I met my ex-lover Anne Sexton was at a protest poetry reading against some anti-constitutional war in As… when some academic son of a bitch,
God, I need a job because I need… Here the world is, enjoyable with… women, ultimate weapons, and class… But if I have no money, then my w… gets mad at me, I can’t drink well…
As an American traveler I have to remember not to get actionably… about the way things are around he… Tomorrow I’ll be a thousand miles… from the way it is around here. I…
Nothing is plumb, level, or square… the studs are bowed, the joists are shaky by nature, no piece fits any other piece without a gap or pinch, and bent nails
I live inside of a machine or machines. Every time one goes off another starts. Why don’t I go outside and sleep on the ground. It is because
Speciously individual like a solid piece of spit floating in a cuspidor I dream of free bravery but am a social being.
Now his nose’s bridge is broken, o… will not focus and the other is a… trainers whisper in his mouth whil… listens to itself, clenched like a… generally shadowboxing in a smoky…
For old Billy Dugan, shot in the… The old wound in my ass has opened up again, but I am past the prodigies of youth’s campaigns, and weep
After your first poetry reading I shook hands with you and got a hard-on. Thank you. We know that old trees can not feel a thing
Oh I got up and went to work and worked and came back home and ate and talked and went to sle… Then I got up and went to work and worked and came back home
This is the time of night at the d… when the manager is balancing a nearly empty ketchup bottle upside-down on a nearly full ketch… and spreading his hands slowly awa…
What is better than leaving a bar in the middle of the afternoon besides staying in it or not having gone into it in the first p… because you had a decent woman to…
Who knows whether the sea heals or… The wading, wintered pack-beasts o… slough off, in spring, the dead ri… leather detention, the big toe’s y… shines with a natural polish, and…
The trees in time have something else to do besides their treeing. What is it. I’m a starving to death man myself, and thirsty, thirsty