#Americans #XXCentury #1993 #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
saw him sitting in a lobby chair in the Patrick Hotel dreaming of flying fish and he said “hello friend you’re looking good.
my grandfather was a tall German with a strange smell on his breath… he stood very straight in front of his small house and his wife hated him
it is like this when you slip down, done like a wound-up victrola (you remember those?) and you go downtown
it was on the 2nd floor on Coronad… I used to get drunk and throw the radio through the wi… while it was playing, and, of cour… it would break the glass in the wi…
she had huge thighs and a very good laugh she laughed at everything and the curtains were yellow and I finished
light brown stare that dumb blank marvelous light brown stare I’ll take care of it.
I was sitting with an anarchist from Beverly Hills, Ben Solvnag, who was writing my biography when I heard her footsteps on the court walk. I knew the sound—they were always fast and fr...
if I suffer at this typewriter think how I’d feel among the lettuce-pickers of Salinas?
he walks up to my Volks after I have parked and rocks it back and forth grinning around his
the drifting of the mind. the slow loss, the leaking away. one’s demise is not very interesti… from my bed I watch 3 birds throug… one coal black, one dark brown, th…
I looked for a job all summer and couldn’t find one. Jimmy Hatcher caught on at an aircraft plant. Hitler was acting up in Europe and creating jobs for the unemployed. I had been with J...
the ladies of summer will die like… and the lie the ladies of summer will love so long as the price is not forever
got out, fellow said, “hey!” walke… me, we shook hands, he slipped me… tickets for free car washes, “find… told him, walked on through to wai… area with wife, we sat on outside…
all of a sudden I’m a painter. a girl from Galveston gives me $50 for a painting of a man holding a candycane while floating in a darkened sky.
The ultra-violet ray machine clicked off. I had been treated on both sides. I took off the goggles and began to dress. Miss Ackerman walked in. “Not yet,” she said, “keep your clothes o...