I was editing a little magazine at the time, The Laxative Approach. I had two co-editors and we felt that we were printing the best poets of our time. Also some of the other kind. One o...

the essence of the belly like a white balloon sacked is disturbing like the running of feet on the stairs

sick with the flu drinking beer my radio on loud enough to overcome the sounds of the

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

she had huge thighs and a very good laugh she laughed at everything and the curtains were yellow and I finished

Markov claims I am trying to stab his soul but I’d prefer his wife. put my feet on the coffee table and he says,

I saw a vacancy sign in the window in front of a rooming-house, had the cabby pull up. I paid him and walked up on the front porch, rang the bell. I had one black eye from the fight, an...

they’d come around and they’d ask “you finished your 2nd novel yet?” “no.”

There were continual fights. The teachers didn’t seem to know anything about them. And there was always trouble when it rained. Any boy who brought an umbrella to school or wore a rainc...

our marriage book, it says. I look through it. they lasted ten years. they were young once.