after the reading:
“...I’ve seen people in front of
their typewriters in such a bind
that it would blow their intestines
right out of their assholes if they
were trying to shit.”
“ah hahaha hahaha!”
“...it’s a shame to work that
hard to try to write.”
“ah hahaha hahaha!”
“ambition rarely has anything to
do with talent. luck is best, and
talent limps along a little
bit behind luck.”
“ah haha.”
he rose and left with an 18 year old virgin, the most
beautiful co-ed of them
all.
I closed my notebook
got up and limped a
little bit behind
them.
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