#AmericanWriters
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
Because of the unaccountable spiri… oh we were marched as we were neve… and flanked them off from home. St… was after them, head on to tail, b… him, finally, to flank, flank, cut…
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
“If you work a body of water and a… you can take fish out of one and c… for the two kinds of survival. The… both kinds are adequate in pleasur… but the hard work and the miseries…
I know but will not tell you, Aunt Irene, why there are soap suds in the whiskey: Uncle Robert had to have A drink while shaving.
He had a back office in his older… advertising agency and understood… He turned his father’s small inher… on hemorrhoid ads between three-ho… at the Plaza every day and cocktai…
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
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…
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…
The skin ripples over my body like… rearing to escape me. Where could… animal as naked as the one it hate… Once it told me what was happening… who was attacking, who caressing,…
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…
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…
My mother never heard of Freud and she decided as a little girl that she would call her husband Di… no matter what his first name was and did. He called her Ditty. The…
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
1. ON ASPHALT: NO G… Quarry out the stone of land, cobble the beach, wall surf, name it “street,” allow no ground or green