#Americans #XXCentury
I have been painting these last two Sun… it’s not much, you’re correct, but in this tournament great dreams brea… history removes her dress and becomes a… and I have awakened in the morning
#1973 #BurningInWaterDrowningInFlame #ItCatchesMyHeartInItsHands
I had just won $115 from the headshakers… was naked upon my bed listening to an opera by one of the Ital… and had just gotten rid of a very loose… when there was a knock upon the wood,
no one is sorry I am leaving, not even I; but there should be a minstrel or at least a glass of wine. bothers the young most, I think:
#1993 #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
re-reading some of Fante’s The Wine of Youth in bed this mid-afternoon my big cat
Lila Jane was a girl my age who lived n… to play with the children in the neighbo… often got dull. I would go out and walk… things, bugs mostly. Or I would sit on… thing I imagined was that I was a great…
#1982 #HamOnRye
I don’t know how it happens to people. I had child support, need for something to drink, rent, shoes, shirts, socks, all that stuff. Like everyone else I needed an old car, something to...
#1971 #PostOffice
My drinking slowed down the next week. I went to the racetrack to get fresh air and sunshine and plenty of walking. At night I drank, wondering why I was still alive, how the scheme wor...
#1978 #Women
he lives in a house with a swimming pool and says the job is killing him. he is 27. I am 44. I can’t seem to get rid of
R.O.T.C. (Reserve Officer Training C… said, it was either that or gym. I would… people to sec the boils on my back. Ther… sports or guys whose parents forced them… patriotic because they had more to lose…
terrible arguments. and, at last, lying peacefully on her large bed which is spread in red with cool patterns of flow…
#1973 #BurningInWaterDrowningInFlame
if you’re going to try, go all the way. otherwise, don’t even start. if you’re going to try, go all the way.
bet on #6, I try red, I stare at the wo… wonder what Chekhov would do, and over i… blue plates sit eating the carnage of my… and look very much like Russians and I… my left tit and try to smile like George…
this woman keeps phoning me even though I tell her I am living with… I love. I keep hearing noises in the environment… she phones,
welcome to my wormy hell. the music grinds off-key. fish eyes watch from the wall. this is where the last happy shot was fired.
The reading in Vancouver went through, $500 plus air fare and lodging. The sponsor, Bart Mcintosh, was nervous about crossing the border. I was to fly to Seattle, he’d meet me there and...