we take what we can see— the engines driving us mad, lovers finally hating; this fish in the market staring upward into our minds;

these things that we support most… have nothing to do with up, and we do with them out of boredom or fear or money or cracked intelligence;

think of de vils in hell and stare at a beautiful vase of flowers as the woman in my bedroom

I blacked out after that. I guess I had consumed more whiskey than I thought. I don’t remember arriving at Nicole’s. I awakened in the morning with my back to somebody in a strange bed....

she sits up there drinking wine while her husband is at work. she puts quite

they laugh continually even when a board falls down and destroys a face or distorts a

I get too many phone calls. they seek the creature out. they shouldn’t.

I took the envelope home to my mother and handed it to her and walked into the bedroom. My bedroom. The best thing about the bedroom was the bed. I liked to stay in bed for hours, even ...

the old L.A. Public Library burn… down that library downtown and with it went large part of my

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. ...

sitting in a dark bedroom with 3 j… female. brown paper bags filled with trash… everywhere. is one-thirty in the afternoon.

Dee Dee had a place in the Hollywood Hills. Dee Dee shared the place with a friend, another lady executive, Bianca. Bianca took the top floor and Dee Dee the bottom. I rang the bell. It...

I know that some night in some bedroom soon my fingers will rift

I never wear dark shades but this red head went to get a prescription filled on Hollywood… and she kept haggling and working… me, snapping and snarling.