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

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...

the swans drown in bilge water, take down the signs, test the poisons, barricade the cow from the bull,

The next time you listen to Borod… remember he was just a chemist who wrote music to relax; his house was jammed with peor e: students, artists, drunkards, bur…

stepped into the wrong end of the… right leg which was bad to begin w… with a tv writer and an actor, som… life to make a sitcom and luckily… day at the track I get a box seat…

Slipping keenly into bright ashes, target of vanilla tears your sure body lit candles for men on dark nights, and now your night is darker

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

is a highrise apt. next door and he beats her at night and she… and I see her the next day standing in the driveway with curl… and she has her huge buttocks jamm…

then there was the time in New Orleans I was living with a fat woman, Marie, in the French Quarter and I got very sick.

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

with old cars, especially when you… and drive them for many years a love affair is inevitable: you even learn to accept their little

bluebird there’s a bluebird in my heart tha… wants to get out but I’m too tough for him, say, stay in there, I’m not going