my friend is worried about dying he lives in Frisco I live in L.A. he goes to the gym and works with the iron and hits

I don’t beat the walls with my fis… I just sit but it rushes in a tide of it. the woman in the court behind me h…

I was hungover again, another heat spell was on—a week of 100 degree days. The drinking went on each night, and in the early mornings and days there was The Stone and the impossibility ...

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

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...

Julio came by with his guitar and… latest song. Julio was famous, he wrote songs a… published books of little drawings… poems.

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,

we were in bed and she started to fight: “you son of a bitch! you just wait… I’ll get you!” I began laughing:

They are building a house half a block down and I sit up here with the shades down listening to the sounds,

Every route had its traps and only the regular carriers knew of them. Each day it was another god damned thing, and you were always ready for a rape, murder, dogs, or insanity of some s...

bet on #6, I try red, I stare at… wonder what Chekhov would do, and… blue plates sit eating the carnage… and look very much like Russians a… my left tit and try to smile like…

I didn’t do much the rest of the week. The Oaktree meet was on. I went to the track 2 or 3 times, broke even. I wrote a dirty story for a sex mag, wrote 10 or 12 poems, masturbated, and...

she sits on the floor going through a cardboard box reading me love letters I have wri… while her 4 year old daughter lies… wrapped in a pink blanket and