#AmericanWriters
the flesh covers the bone and they put a mind in there and sometimes a soul, and the women break
takes lot of desperation dissatisfaction and
I had this room in front on DeLon… and I used to sit for hours in the daytime looking out the front window.
My mother went to her low-paying job each morning and my father, who didn’t have a job, left each morning too. Although most of the neighbors were unemployed he didn’t want them to thin...
the lair of the hunted is hidden in the last place you’d ever look and even if you find it you won’t believe
I was surprised the next morning when April knocked on the door. April was the one on ATD who had been at Harry Ascot’s party and who had left with the speed freak. It was 11 am. April ...
all the women all their kisses the different ways they love and talk and need. their ears they all have
red hair real she whirled it and she asked “is my ass still on?”
64 days and nights in that place, chemotherapy, antibiotics, blood running into the catheter. leukemia.
I began getting dizzy spells. I could feel them coming. The case would begin to whirl. The spells lasted about a minute. I couldn’t understand it. Each letter was getting heavier and he...
Soon after that I made regular and that gave me an 8 hour night, which beat 12, and pay for holidays. Of the 150 or 200 that had come in, there were only two of us left. Then I met Davi...
as I go to the escalator young fellow and a lovely young gi… are ahead of me. her pants, her blouse are skintigh… as we ascend
I blacked out after that. I guess I had consumed more whiskey than I thought. I don’t remember arriving at Nicole’s. I awakened in the morning with my back to somebody in a strange bed....
she writes: you’ll be moaning and groaning in your poems about how I fucked those 2 guys last week.
I used to take the back off the telephone and stuff it with ra… and when somebody knocked I wouldn’t answer and if they pers… I’d tell them in terms vulgar