my father was a practical man. he had an idea. you see, my son, he said, I can pay for this house in my lif… then it’s mine.

near the corner table in the cafe middle-aged couple sit. they have finished their

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 ...

he packaged it up neatly in differ… sending the legs to an aunt in St.… the head to a scoutmaster in Brook… the belly to a cross-eyed butcher… the female organs were sent to a y…

The riots ended, the baby calmed down, and I found ways to avoid Janko. But the dizzy spells persisted. The doctor wrote me a standing order for the green-white librium capsules and the...

we’d had any number of joints and… beer and I was on the bed stretche… and she said, “look, I’ve had 3 ab… in a row, real fast, and I’m sick… abortions, I don’t want you to sti…

I went to this place to see a movi… on tv Alexander the Great, and here come the armies ta ta ta

here I am in the ground my mouth open and

my daughter is most glorious. we are eating a takeout snack in my car in Santa Monica.

it is like this when you slip down, done like a wound-up victrola (you remember those?) and you go downtown

what you see is what you see: madhouses are rarely on display. that we still walk about and scratch ourselves and light

I had begun to dislike my father. He was always angry about something. Wherever we went he got into arguments with people. But he didn’t appear to frighten most people; they often just ...

majestic, magic infinite my little girl is sun on the carpet—

hooray say the roses, today is bla… and we are red as blood. hooray say the roses, today is Wed… and we bloom wher soldiers fell and lovers too,