#1973 #AmericanWriters #AtTerrorStreetAndAgonyWay #BurningInWaterDrowningInFlame
I heard it first while screwing a… who had the biggest box in Scranton. I listened to it again as I wrote… to my mother
One morning about 10 a.m. the phon… I recognized the voice and began t… “Yes, yes, Miss Graves, but go on… “So therefore we have notified the… “And you are scheduled to throw yo…
call it the greenhouse effect or w… but it just doesn’t rain like it u… I particularly remember the rains… depression era. there wasn’t any money but there w…
I’m not going to die easy; I’ve sat on your suicide beds in some of the worst holes in America,
the waste of words continues with a stunning persistence as the waiter runs by carrying the… tray
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
I’ve come by, she says, to tell yo… that this is it. I’m not kidding,… over. this is it. I sit on the couch watching her ar… her long red hair before my bedroo…
places to hunt places to hide are getting harder to find, and pet canaries and goldfish too, did you… that?
This is advance notice that it is proposed to remove you from the Postal Service or to take such other disciplinary action as may be determined to be appropriate. The proposed action is...
red face Texas and age he’s at an L.A. racetrack
On the elevator up, I was the only white man there. It seemed strange. They talked about the riots, not looking at me. “Jesus,” said a coal black guy, "it’s really something. These guys...
The Stone’s favorite carrier was Matthew Battles. Battles never came in with a wrinkled shirt on. In fact, everything he wore was new, looked new. The shoes, the shirts, the pants, the ...
if I suffer at this typewriter think how I’d feel among the lettuce-pickers of Salinas?
swans die in the Spring too and there it floated dead on a Sunday sideways circling in the current
luxury ocean liners crossing the water full of the indolent and rich passing from this place to that