twitching in the sheets— to face the sunlight again, that’s clearly trouble. I like the city better when the

red hair real she whirled it and she asked “is my ass still on?”

The next thing I knew, I had a young girl from Texas on my lap. I won’t go into details of how I met her. Anyway, there it was. She was 23. I was 36. She had long blonde hair and was go...

in the hospitals I’ve been in you see the crosses on the walls with the thin palm leaves behind t… yellowed and browned it is the signal to accept the ine…

there are many single women in the… with one or two or three children and one wonders where the husbands have gone or where the lovers have gone

Our 30 minutes was now devoted to scheme training. They gave us each a deck of cards to learn and stick into pur cases. To pass the scheme you had to throw 100 cards in 8 minutes or les...

feet of cheese coffeepot soul hands that hate poolsticks eyes like paperclips I prefer red wine

After dinner we came back and we talked. She was a health food addict and didn’t eat meat except for chicken and fish. It certainly worked for her. “Hank,” she said, “tomorrow I’m going...

her shoes themselves would light my room like many candles. she walks like all things shining on glass,

the pleasures of the damned are limited to brief moments of happiness: like the eyes in the look of a dog… like a square of wax,

I found that the only way I could keep from dizzy-spelling into my case was to get up and take a walk now and then. Fazzio, a supervisor who had the station at the time, saw me walking ...

I took women either to the boxing matches or to the racetrack. That Thursday night I took Katherine to the boxing matches at the Olympic auditorium. She had never been to a live fight. ...