#Americans #XXCentury #1993 #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
I’m out of matches. the springs in my couch are broken. they stole my footlocker. they stole my oil painting of
Katherine stayed 4 or 5 more days. We had reached the time of the month when it was risky for Katherine to fuck. I couldn’t stand rubbers. Katherine got some contraceptive foam. Meanwhi...
In the morning I heard her walkin… It was about 10:30 a.m. I was sic… She shook me. “Listen, I want you… “So what? I’ll screw her too.” “Yeah,” she laughed, “yeah.”
16 years old during the depression I’d come home drunk and all my clothing— shorts, shirts, stockings—
I feel gypped by dunces as if reality were the property of little men with luck and a headstart, and I sit in the cold
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...
it sits outside my window now like and old woman going to market… it sits and watches me, it sweats nevously through wire and fog and dog—bark
bet on #6, I try red, I stare at… wonder what Chekhov would do, and… blue plates sit eating the carnage… and look very much like Russians a… my left tit and try to smile like…
At Mt. Justin, biology class was neat. We had Mr. Stanhope for our teacher. He was an old guy about 55 and we pretty much dominated him. Lilly Fischman was in the class and she was real...
my daughter is most glorious. we are eating a takeout snack in my car in Santa Monica.
I had boils the size of tomatoes all over me they stuck a drill into me down at the county hospital, and
Sara was preparing the turkey dressing and I sat in the kitchen talking to her. We were both sipping white wine. The phone rang. I went and got it. It was Debra. “I just wanted to wish ...
unaccountably we are alone forever alone and it was meant to be that way, was never meant
this head like a saucer decorated with everything as lip to lip we hang in mechanical joy; my hands blaze with arias
On Christmas I had Betty over. She baked a turkey and we drank. Betty always liked huge Christmas trees. It must have been 7 feet tall, and 1/2 as wide, covered with lights, bulbs, tins...