#AmericanWriters
I saw Sara every three or four days, at her place or at mine. We slept together but there was no sex. We came close but we never quite got to it. Drayer Baba’s precepts held strong. We ...
I’m in bed. it’s morning and I hear: where are your socks? please get dressed!
blue fish, the blue night, a blue… everything is blue. and my cats are blue: blue fur, bl… blue whiskers, blue eyes. my bed lamp shines
places to hunt places to hide are getting harder to find, and pet canaries and goldfish too, did you… that?
takes lot of desperation dissatisfaction and
When Jonstone saw me the next 5 a.m. he spun in his swivel and his face and his shirt were the same color. But he said nothing. I didn’t care. I had been up to 2 a.m. drinking and screw...
drunk again at 3 a.m. at the end o… of wine, I have typed from a dozen… poesy an old man maddened for the flesh of young gi…
To pacify Lydia I agreed to go to Muleshead, Utah. Her sister was camping in the mountains. The sisters actually owned much of the land. It had been inherited from their father. Glendol...
maybe I’ll win the Irish Sweepsta… maybe I’ll go nuts maybe Harcourt Brace will call or maybe unemployment insurance or rich lesbian at the top of a hill.
Each night as I got ready to go on in, Joyce had my clothing laid out on the bed. Everything was the most expensive money could buy. I never wore the same pair of pants, the same shirt,...
now more and more all these people running around wearing the American Flag Shirt and it was more or less once assum… think but I’m not sure)
looking out the window smoking rolled cigarettes drinking Sanka and watching the workers come on in
you sit on the couch with me tonight new woman. have you seen the
oh, how worried they are about my soul! I get letters the phone rings... “are you going to be all right?”
at their best, there is gentleness… some understanding and, at times,… courage but all in all it is a mass, a glo… have too much.