My father had two brothers. The younger was named Ben and the older was named John. Both were alcoholics and ne’er-do-wells. My parents often spoke of them. “Neither of them amount to a...

the droll noon where squadrons of worms creep up like stripteasers to be raped by blackbirds. I go outside

self-congratulatory nonsense as th… famous gather to applaud their see… greatness you wonder where

he used to sell papers in front: Get your winners! Get rich on a d… and about the 3rd or 4th race you’d see him rolling in on his ro… with roller skates underneath.

I pick up the skirt, I pick up the sparkling beads in black, this thing that moved once around flesh,

It was Christmas season and I learned from the drunk up the hill, who did the trick every Christmas, that they would hire damned near anybody, and so I went and the next thing I knew I ...

probably from the belly button or… bed, or maybe from the mouth of th… the car crash on the avenue that l… scattered on the grass. she comes from love gone wrong und…

sleepy now at 4 a.m. hear the siren of a white ambulance,

I go to pick her up. she’s on some errand. she always has errands many things to do. I have nothing to do.

the centerfielder turns rushes back reaches up his glove and

there was a frozen tree that I wan… but the shells came down and in Vegas looking across at a g… at 3:30 in the morning, I died without nails, without a co…