Our man was there to meet us, Gary Benson. He also wrote poetry and drove a cab. He was very fat but at least he didn’t look like a poet, he didn’t look North Beach or East Village or l...

they get up on their garage roof both of them 80 or 90 years old standing on the slant she wanting to fall really all the way

I wait on life like a pregnancy, p… the gut but all I hear now is the piano slamming its teeth throu… brain

Jr. high went by quickly enough. About the 8th grade, going into the 9th, I broke out with acne. Many of the guys had it but not like mine. Mine was really terrible. I was the worst cas...

the dead dogs of nowhere bark as you approach another traffic accident. cars one standing on its

you shoulda been at this party, I know you hate parties but you seem to be at most of them… anyhow, I took my girl, you know her—

I know a woman who keeps buying puzzles Chinese puzzles blocks

I went up to Tammie’s place with my cardboard cartons. First I got the items she mentioned. Then I found other things—other dresses and blouses, shoes, an iron, a hair dryer, Dancy’s cl...

I got up for a glass of water and as I walked into the kitchen I saw Picasso walk up to Joyce and lick her ankle. I was barefooted and she didn’t hear me. She had on high heels. She loo...

what is it about lobsters and crab… those white-pink shells that always make me hungry just looking at them there in the butcher’s display case

“I’ve made it,” she said, “I’ve c… through.” she had on new boots, pa… and a white sweater. “I know what… want now.” she was from Chicago an… had settled in L.A.’s Fairfax dis…

I heard it first while screwing a… who had the biggest box in Scranton. I listened to it again as I wrote… to my mother