#Americans #XXCentury #1993 #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
I’m in bed. it’s morning and I hear: where are your socks? please get dressed!
the vultures at the zoo (all three of them) sit very quietly in their caged tree and below
It was about a week later around 7 a.m. I had lucked into another day off and after a double workout, I was up against Joyce’s ass, her asshole, sleeping, verily sleeping, and then the ...
I had to fly to Illinois to give a reading at the University. I hated readings, but they helped with the rent and maybe they helped sell books. They got me out of east Hollywood, they g...
One morning a few days later I entered Lydia’s courtyard as she was walking in from the alley. She had been over to see her friend Tina who lived in an apartment house on the corner. Sh...
The funeral was to be at 10:30 a.m. but it was already hot. I had on a cheap black suit, bought and fitted in a rush. It was my first new suit in years. I had located the son. We drove ...
I was sitting in my shorts one afternoon a week later. There was a tender little knock on the door. “Just a moment,” I said. I put on a robe and opened the door. “We’re two girls from G...
I met a genius on the train today about 6 years old, he sat beside me and as the train
what i liked about e.e. cummings was that he cut away from the holiness of the word and with charm
I went upstairs to 409, had a stiff scotch and water, took some money out of the top drawer, went down the steps, got in my car and drove to the racetrack. I got there in time for the f...
Two mornings later, at 4 am, somebody beat on the door. I let Tammie in. She sat down and I opened a couple of beers. “I’ve got bad breath, I have these two bad teeth. You can’t kiss me...
look there. the one you considered killing you… for. you saw her the other day getting out of her car
he talks like he writes and he has a face like a dove, unt… externals. little shiver of horror runs throu… about
I see old people on pensions in th… supermarkets and they are thin and… proud and they are dying they are starving on their feet an… nothing. long ago, among other lie…
the dream of a man is a whore with a gold tooth and a garter belt, perfumed with false eyebrows