#Americans #XXCentury
I sat in the airport and waited. You never knew about photos. You could never tell. I was nervous. I felt like vomiting. I lit a cigarette and gagged. Why did I do these things? I didn’...
hey, said my friend, I want you to… Hangdog Harry, he reminds me of y… and I said, all right, and we went… this cheap hotel. old men sitting around watching
We drank all day and that night I tried again to make love to Mindy. I was astounded and dismayed to find she had a large pussy. An extra large pussy. I hadn’t noticed it the night befo...
we like to shower afterwards (I like the water hotter than she) and her face is always soft and pe… and she’ll wash me first spread the soap over my balls
There were times when Frank and I were friendly with Chuck, Eddie and Gene. But something would always happen (usually I caused it) and then I would be out, and Frank would be partly ou...
I got back, made love to Lydia several times, got in a fight with her, and left L. A. International late one morning to give a reading in Arkansas. I was lucky enough to have a seat by ...
was a truly amazing man he pretended to be rich even though we lived on beans and… when we sat down to eat, he said,
Then the supervisor moved us to a new aisle. We had been there ten hours. “Before you begin,” the soup said, "I want to tell you some– thing. Each tray of this type of mail must be stuc...
I got in the shower and burned my balls last Wednesday. met this painter called Spain, no, he was a cartoonist,
in the center of the action you have to lay down like an anima… until it charges, you have to lay down
he carried a piece of carbon, a blade and a whip and at night he feared his head and covered it with blankets
at their best, there is gentleness… some understanding and, at times,… courage but all in all it is a mass, a glo… have too much.
I feel gypped by dunces as if reality were the property of little men with luck and a headstart, and I sit in the cold
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...
horses running with her miles away laughing with a fool Bach and the hydrogen bomb