#AmericanWriters #1993 #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
I had been sleeping on a terrible mattress with the springs sticking into me for several years. That afternoon when I awakened I pulled the mattress off the bed, dragged it outside, and...
I got in the shower and burned my balls last Wednesday. met this painter called Spain, no, he was a cartoonist,
kool enough to die but not kill I take my doctor’s green pill drink tea as the sharks swim through vases o…
my first and only wife painted and she talked to me about it: it’s all so painful
this man sometimes forgets who he is. sometimes he thinks he’s the Pope. other times he thinks he’s a
another bed another woman more curtains another bathroom another kitchen
We had another fight. Later I was back at my place but I didn’t feel like sitting there alone and drinking. The night harness racing meet was on. I took a pint and went out to the track...
it’s unfortunate, and simply not the style, but I don’t care: girls remind me of hair in the sink, girls remind me of intestines and bladders and excretory movements; it’s unfortunate a...
It was hot that night at the reading, which was to be held at St. Mark’s Church. Tammie and I sat in what was used as the dressing room. Tammie found a full-length mirror leaning agains...
I saw her when I was in the left… going east on Sunset. she was sitting with her legs crossed reading a paperback.
the old L.A. Public Library burn… down that library downtown and with it went large part of my
I paid this one’s fare all the way… to San Francisco then flew up to meet her at her br… and I got drunk and talked all night about a redhe…
this one teaches that one lives with his mother and that one is supported by a red… with the brain of a gnat. this one takes speed and has been…
sit on this bench and look at the sea and the freaks and the lovers. need new eyes a new mouth new pillows, a new woman.
I was shacked with a 24 year old girl from New York City for two weeks—about the time of the garbage