#AmericanWriters #1993 #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
I was a bum in San Francisco but… to go to a symphony concert along… and the music was good but somethi… audience was not and something about the orchestra
listening to Wagner as outside in the dark the wind bl… trees wave and shake lights go off and on the walls creak and the… bed...
during my worst times on the park benches in the jails or living with whores
I hear them outside: “does he always type this late?” “no, it’s very unusual.” “he shouldn’t type this
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
he drank wine all night of the 28th, and he kept thinking of her: the way she walked and talked and… the way she told him things that s… but were not, and he knew the colo…
Somehow the money slipped away after that and soon I left the track and sat around in my apartment waiting for the 90 days’ leave to run out. My nerves were raw from the drinking and th...
O lord, he said, Japanese women, real women, they have not forgotte… bowing and smiling closing the wounds men have made; but American women will kill you l…
I walked into the counselor’s office. It was Eddie Beaver sitting behind the desk. The clerks called him “Skinny Beaver.” He had a pointed head, pointed nose, pointed chin. He was all p...
is a highrise apt. next door and he beats her at night and she… and I see her the next day standing in the driveway with curl… and she has her huge buttocks jamm…
naked in that bright light the four horse falls and throws a 112-pound boy into the hooves
The guide took us all over the building. There were so many of us that they had to break us up into groups. We used the elevator in shifts. We were shown the employee’s cafeteria, the b...
when I was in grammar school my parents were poor and in my lunch bag there was only a peanut butter sandwich.
sitting in a dark bedroom with 3 j… female. brown paper bags filled with trash… everywhere. is one-thirty in the afternoon.
it is the man you’ve never seen wh… keeps you going, the one who might arrive someday. he isn’t out on the streets or