my mother, father and I walked to the market once a week for our government relief food: cans of beans, cans of

92 years old his tooth has been bothering him had to get it filled he lost his left eye 40 years ago

she only fucks the ones she doesn’… to marry. to the others she says you’ve got to marry me. or maybe she just fucks the ones s…

this time has finished me. I feel like the German troops whipped by snow and the communists walking bent with newspapers stuffed into

the canaries were there, and the l… and the old woman with warts; and I was there, a child and I touched the piano keys as they talked—

I don’t know how many bottles of b… I have consumed while waiting for… to get better. I don’t know how much wine and whi… and beer

My drinking slowed down the next week. I went to the racetrack to get fresh air and sunshine and plenty of walking. At night I drank, wondering why I was still alive, how the scheme wor...

these boys have got class they ought to make kings out of old men rolling cigarettes in rooms small enough

sometimes after you get your ass kicked real good by the forces you often wish you were a crane standing on one leg in blue water

Well, I took the scheme sheet and I related everything to sex and age. This guy lived in this house with 3 women. He belt-whipped one (her name was the name of the street and her age th...

she’s young, she said, but look at me, I have pretty ankl… and look at my wrists, I have pret… wrists my god,

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...

rose red sunlight; take it apart in the garage like a puzzle: