#AmericanWriters #1993 #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
Cleo’s going to make it now she’s got her shit together she split with Barney Barney wasn’t good for her she got a bigger apartment
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 hearse comes through the room… the beheaded, the disappeared, the… mad. the flies are a glue of sticky pas… their wings will not
stew at noon, my dear; and look: the ants, the sawdust, the mica plants, the shadows of banks like bad jokes; do you think we’ll hear
beheaded in the middle of the night scratching my sides I am covered with bites kick my white legs out of the shee…
He hinted at times that I was a bastard and I told him to listen to Brahms, and I told him to learn to paint and drink and not be dominated by women and dollars but he screamed at me, F...
I read last Saturday in the redwoods outside of Santa Cruz and I was about 3/4's finished when I heard a long high scream and a quite attractive
here I am in the ground my mouth open and
the blue pencil of the wave shots of yellow road a steering wheel an insane woman sitting next to you
she’s young, she said, but look at me, I have pretty ankl… and look at my wrists, I have pret… wrists my god,
sometimes after you get your ass kicked real good by the forces you often wish you were a crane standing on one leg in blue water
when I look back now at the abuse I took from her I feel shame that I was so innocent,
I used to take the back off the telephone and stuff it with ra… and when somebody knocked I wouldn’t answer and if they pers… I’d tell them in terms vulgar
there are worse things than being alone but it often takes decades to realize this and most often
When I awakened a few hours later, Tanya was not in the bed. It was only 9 am. I found her sitting on the couch drinking out of a pint of whiskey. “I always get up at noon. We’re going ...