#AmericanWriters
if you can’t stand the heat, he sa… kitchen. you know who said that? Harry Truman. I’m not in the kitchen, I say, I’… oven.
no we can’t we can’t win it I’ve decided we can’t win it just for a while we thought we cou… but that was just for a while
Our English teacher, Miss Gredis, was the absolute best. She was a blonde with a long sharp nose. Her nose wasn’t much good but you didn’t notice it when you looked at the rest of her. ...
near the corner table in the cafe middle-aged couple sit. they have finished their
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...
she undressed in front of me keeping her pussy to the front while I lay in bed with a bottle o… beer. where’d you get that wart on
and the subnormal. all through grammar school junior high high school junior college
in San Francisco the landlady, 80… Victrola up the stairway and I pl… until they beat on the walls. there was a large bucket in the ce… filled with beer and winebottles;
you’ve got to fuck a great many wo… beautiful women and write a few decent love poems. and don’t worry about age and/or freshly-arrived talents.
looking out the window smoking rolled cigarettes drinking Sanka and watching the workers come on in
in the Valkerie Mountains among the strutting peacocks I found a flower as large as my head
at the hospital that I have been going to the nurses seem overweight. they are bulky in their
Her father really hated me. He thought I was after his money. I didn’t want his god damned money. And I didn’t even want his god damned precious daughter. The only time I ever saw him w...
one of the terrible things is really being in bed night after night with a woman you no longer
listen, man, don’t tell me about t… sent, we didn’t receive them, we are very careful with manuscrip… we bake them burn them