#AmericanWriters #1993 #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
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...
the other day I’m out at the track betting Early Bird that’s when you bet at the track before it opens)
a symphony orchestra. there is a thunderstorm, they are playing a Wagner overture and the people leave their seats u… and run inside to the pavilion
one of the terrible things is really being in bed night after night with a woman you no longer
here I am in the ground my mouth open and
I came out of the bar and checked the message board. The plane was on time. Katherine was in the air and moving towards me. I sat down and waited. Across from me was a well-groomed woma...
the vultures at the zoo (all three of them) sit very quietly in their caged tree and below
all right, while we are gently cel… and while crazy classical music le… my small radio, I light a fresh ci… and realize that I am still very m… the 21st century is almost upon me…
I had boils the size of tomatoes all over me they stuck a drill into me down at the county hospital, and
red hair real she whirled it and she asked “is my ass still on?”
I suppose so. I was living in an attic in Phila… it became very hot in the summer a… bars. I didn’t have any money and… I put a small ad in the paper and…
it beats love because there aren’t… wounds: in the morning she turns on the radio, Brahms or… or Stravinsky or Mozart. she boil… eggs counting the seconds out loud…
Office of Postmaster—United States Post Office—January 1, 1970 The attention of all employees is directed to the Code of Ethics for postal employees as set forth in Part 742 of the Post...
sun-stroked women without men on a Santa Monica Monday; the men are working or in jail or insane;
the branches break, the birds fall… the whores stand straight, the bombs stack, evening, morning, night, peanutbutter,