here I am in the ground my mouth open and

I was editing a little magazine at the time, The Laxative Approach. I had two co-editors and we felt that we were printing the best poets of our time. Also some of the other kind. One o...

Cecelia sat and watched us drink. I could see that I repulsed her. I ate meat. I had no god. I liked to fuck. Nature didn’t interest me. I never voted. I liked wars. Outer space bored m...

he hooked to the body hard took it well and loved to fight had seven in a row and a small fle… over one eye,

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

sitting with the professors we talk about Allen Tate and John Crow Ransom the rugs are clean and the coffeetables shine

of late I’ve had this thought that this country has gone backwards or 5 de cades

I was sitting with an anarchist from Beverly Hills, Ben Solvnag, who was writing my biography when I heard her footsteps on the court walk. I knew the sound—they were always fast and fr...

she wrote me for years. “I’m drinking wine in the kitchen. it’s raining outside. the children are in school.” she was an average citizen

the boys come up the boys climb up the brown pole as the waterheater gurgles in Spanish