3 small boys run toward me blowing whistles and they scream you’re under arrest! you’re drunk!

these women are supposed to come and see me but they never do. there’s the one with the long scar…

one of the first actors to play Ta… Motion Picture Home. he’d been there for years waiting… he spent much of his time running in and out of the wards

I would, of course, prefer to be w… instead of with a photograph of an… to the sound of the anvil chorus a… girls kicking high, showing everyt… but I might as well be dead right…

I wait on life like a pregnancy, p… the gut but all I hear now is the piano slamming its teeth throu… brain

I met an old drunk on the street one afternoon. I used to know him from the days with Betty when we made the rounds of the bars. He told me that he was now a postal clerk and that there...

he’s a runt he snarls and scratches chases cars groans in his sleep and has a perfect star above each…

he talked about Steinbeck and Tho… wrote like a cross between the two… and I lived in a hotel on Figuero… close to the bars and he lived further uptown in a s…

I had agreed to give a reading up north. It was the afternoon before the reading and I was sitting in an apartment at the Holiday Inn drinking beer with Joe Washington, the promoter, an...

in the men’s room at the track this boy of about 7 or 8 years old came out of a stall

another bed another woman more curtains another bathroom another kitchen