#Americans #XXCentury #1977 #LoveIsADogFromHell
Back in L.A., there was almost a week of peace. Then the phone rang. It was the owner of a Manhattan Beach nightclub, Marty Seavers. I had read there a couple of times before. The club ...
On Thursday night Bobby phoned again. “Hey, man, what are you doing?” “Oh, come on, man, I’ll just stay for a few beers. . . .” “You treat him mean. He gets lonely when his wife is at w...
The boys on Dorsey station didn’t know my problems. I’d enter through the back way each night, hide my sweater in a tray and walk in to get my timecard: We had a game going, the black-w...
I began receiving letters from a girl in New York City. Her name was Mindy. She had run across a couple of my books, but the best thing about her letters was that she seldom mentioned w...
the guy in the front court can’t speak English, he’s Greek, a rather stupid-looking and fairly ugly man. now my landlord does some painting…
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
dame some dogs who sleep at night must dream of bones and I remember your bones in flesh
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...
drunk and writing poems at 3 a.m. what counts now is one more tight
this guy he’s got a crazy eye and he’s brown a dark brown from the sun the Hollywood and Western sun
I am hung by a nail the sun melts my heart I am cousin to the snake
once we were young at this machine. . . drinking
ah, Merryman, fighter on the docks, killed a man while they were unloa… bananas. mean the man he killed
Lydia returned and found a nice apartment in the Burbank area. She seemed to care a lot more for me than before we parted. “My husband had this big cock and that’s all he had. He had no...
these boys have got class they ought to make kings out of old men rolling cigarettes in rooms small enough