the boy walks with his muddy feet… soul talking about recitals, virtuosi,… the lesser known novels of Dostoev… talking about how he corrected a w…

the Egyptians loved the cat were often entombed with it instead of with the women and never with the dog but now

The drilling and squeezing continued for weeks but there was little result. When one boil vanished another would appear. I often stood in front of the mirror alone, wondering how ugly a...

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 ...

when I was in grammar school my parents were poor and in my lunch bag there was only a peanut butter sandwich.

the house next door makes me sad. both man and wife rise early and go to work. they arrive home in early evening.

she wore a platinum blond wig and her face was rouged and powder… and she put the lipstick on making a huge painted mouth and her neck was wrinkled

escape from the black widow spider is a miracle as great as art. what a web she can weave slowly drawing you to her she’ll embrace you

I used to know a dutchman in a Ph… he’d take 3 raw eggs in his beer, 71, still working, strong,

naked in that bright light the four horse falls and throws a 112-pound boy into the hooves

see this poem? was written without drinking. don’t need to drink to write.

Four or five days passed. The phone rang. It was Tammie. “Listen, Hank. You know that little bridge you cross in your car when you drive to my mother’s place?” “Well, right by there the...