The ex-Japanese wrestler who was into real estate sold Lydia’s house. She had to move out. There was Lydia, Tonto, Lisa and the dog, Bugbutt. In Los Angeles most landlords hang out the ...

I had been corresponding with Tanya and on the evening of January 5th she phoned. She had a high excited sexy voice like Betty Boop used to have. “I’m flying down tomorrow evening. Will...

we talk about this film: Cagney fed this broad grapefruit faster than she could eat it and

listen, he said, you ever seen a bunch o… bucket? no, I told him. well, what happens is that now and then… will climb up on top of the others

I took the envelope home to my mother and handed it to her and walked into the bedroom. My bedroom. The best thing about the bedroom was the bed. I liked to stay in bed for hours, even ...

all the women all their kisses the different ways they love and talk and need. their ears they all have

my grandfather was a tall German with a strange smell on his breath. he stood very straight in front of his small house and his wife hated him

if you can’t stand the heat, he says, ge… kitchen. you know who said that? Harry Truman. I’m not in the kitchen, I say, I’m in t… oven.

was on the train to Del Mar and I left… to go to the bar car. I had a beer and c… back and sat down. pardon me,” said the lady next to me, “b… sitting in my husband’s seat.”

16 years old during the depression I’d come home drunk and all my clothing— shorts, shirts, stockings—

Lydia liked parties. And Harry was a party-giver. So we were on our way to Harry Ascot’s. Harry was the editor of Retort, a little magazine. His wife wore long see-through dresses, show...

rose red sunlight; take it apart in the garage like a puzzle: