#1977 #AmericanWriters #LoveIsADogFromHell
It was about a week later around 7 a.m. I had lucked into another day off and after a double workout, I was up against Joyce’s ass, her asshole, sleeping, verily sleeping, and then the ...
I had worked my charms on her for a couple of nights in a bar— not that we were new lovers, I had loved her for 16 months but she didn’t want to come to my…
Shirley came to town with a broken… and met the Chicano who smoked long slim cigars and they got a place together on Beacon street
The first thing I remember is being under something. It was a table, I saw a table leg, I saw the legs of the people, and a portion of the tablecloth hanging down. It was dark under the...
My German doctor walked up. The one who had given me the blood tests. “Congratulations,” he said, shaking my hand, "it’s a girl. 9 pounds, 3 ounces.” “The mother will be all right. She ...
you gotta have wars suppose World War One was the bes… really, you know, both sides were… they really had something to fight… they really thought they had somet…
I was fairly drunk when it began and I took out my bottle and… along the way. I was reading a wee… Kandel and I did not look quite a… pretty but
I only met one student at City College that I liked, Robert Becker. He wanted to be a writer. “I’m going to learn everything there is to learn about writing. It will be like taking a ca...
This will refer to the letter addressed to you dated August 17, 1969, proposing your suspension without pay for three days or other disciplinary action, based on Charge No. 1 specified ...
they’re not going to let you sit at a front table at some cafe in Europe in the mid-afternoon sun. you do, somebody’s going to
ah, Merryman, fighter on the docks, killed a man while they were unloa… bananas. mean the man he killed
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 tried it standing up this time. it doesn’t usually work. this time it seemed
here they come these guys grey truck radio playing they are in a hurry
the old fart, he used his literary… to reel them in one at a time, each younger than the last. he liked to meet them for luncheon… wine