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

nobody goes downtown anymore the plants and trees have been cut… Pershing Square the grass is brown and the street preachers are not a…

call it th e green house effect or… but it just doesn’t rain like it used to. particularly remember the rains of… depression era.

as I go to the escalator young fellow and a lovely young gi… are ahead of me. her pants, her blouse are skintigh… as we ascend

“What’s a guy like you doing in a place like this?” We got into my car and she told me where she lived. We stopped for a couple of big steaks, vegetables, stuff for a salad, potatoes, b...

The Stone’s favorite carrier was Matthew Battles. Battles never came in with a wrinkled shirt on. In fact, everything he wore was new, looked new. The shoes, the shirts, the pants, the ...

We had a 3:30 pm flight out of Los Angeles that Saturday. At 2 pm I went up and knocked on Tammie’s door. She wasn’t there. I want back to my place and sat down. The phone rang. It was ...

But, there were still bits of action. One guy was caught on the same stairway that I had been trapped on. He was caught there with his head under some girl’s skirt. Then one of the girl...

the droll noon where squadrons of worms creep up like stripteasers to be raped by blackbirds. I go outside

what is it about lobsters and crab… those white-pink shells that always make me hungry just looking at them there in the butcher’s display case

he walks up to my Volks after I have parked and rocks it back and forth grinning around his

I’m in bed. it’s morning and I hear: where are your socks? please get dressed!