sick with the flu drinking beer my radio on loud enough to overcome the sounds of the

It was noon the next day when the phone rang. It was Lydia again. I heard a long insane wail like a wolverine shot in the arctic snow and left to bleed and die alone. . . . I slept most...

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

I only met one student at City College that I liked, Robert Becker. He wanted to be a writer. “I’m going to learn everything there is to learn about writing. It will be like taking a ca...

yesterday drunken Alice gave me a jar of fig jam and today she whistles

is the slim tall ear-ringed bedroom damsel dressed in a long gown

he said, “I was working in Hollyw… working in Hollywood and he was the worst: he was too drunk to sta… end of the afternoon and so I had… into a taxi

my daughter is most glorious. we are eating a takeout snack in my car in Santa Monica.

I know that some night in some bedroom soon my fingers will rift

don’t worry about rejections, pard… I’ve been rejected before. sometimes you make a mistake, taki… the wrong poem

On Thanksgiving Iris prepared the turkey and put it in the oven. Bobby and Valerie came over for a few drinks but they didn’t stay. It was refreshing. Iris had on another dress, just as...

watch you walking with your machin… ah, you’re too stupid to be cut li… you’re too stupid to let anything… the girls won’t use their knives o… they don’t want to