#Americans #XXCentury #1977 #LoveIsADogFromHell
Lydia phoned me in the morning. “Whenever you get drunk,” she said, “I’m going out dancing. I went to the Red Umbrella last night and I asked men to dance with me. A woman has a right t...
Vallejo writing about loneliness while starving to death; Van Gogh’s ear rejected by a whore;
schoolgirls in pantyhose sitting on bus stop benches looking tired at 13 with their raspberry lipstick. it’s hot in the sun
I found that the only way I could keep from dizzy-spelling into my case was to get up and take a walk now and then. Fazzio, a supervisor who had the station at the time, saw me walking ...
she writes: you’ll be moaning and groaning in your poems about how I fucked those 2 guys last week.
the rooms at the hospital went for 550 a day. that was for the room alone. the amazing thing, though, was tha… in some of the rooms
You had to fill out more papers to get out than to get in. The first page they gave you was a personalized mimeo affair from the postmaster of the city. It began: “I am sorry you are te...
horses running with her miles away laughing with a fool Bach and the hydrogen bomb
is a highrise apt. next door and he beats her at night and she… and I see her the next day standing in the driveway with curl… and she has her huge buttocks jamm…
which reminds me I shacked with Jane for 7 years she was a drunk I loved her my parents hated her
I had been sleeping on a terrible mattress with the springs sticking into me for several years. That afternoon when I awakened I pulled the mattress off the bed, dragged it outside, and...
I took Tanya to Santa Anita. The current sensation was a 16 year old jockey still riding with his 5 pound bug advantage. He was from the east and was riding at Santa Anita for the first...
at their best, there is gentleness… some understanding and, at times,… courage but all in all it is a mass, a glo… have too much.
oh, how worried they are about my soul! I get letters the phone rings... “are you going to be all right?”
That night I gave another bad reading. I didn’t care. They didn’t care. If John Cage could get one thousand dollars for eating an apple, I’d accept $500 plus air fare for being a lemon....