#Americans #XXCentury #1993 #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
I met an old drunk on the street one afternoon. I used to know him from the days with Betty when we made the rounds of the bars. He told me that he was now a postal clerk and that there...
when you’re young a pair of female high-heeled shoes just sitting
these things that we support most… have nothing to do with up, and we do with them out of boredom or fear or money or cracked intelligence;
I was casing next to G.G. early one morning. That’s what they called him: G.G. His actual name was George Greene. But for years he was simply called G.G. and after a while he looked lik...
the problem, of course, isn’t the… it’s the living parts which make up the Dem… the next person you pass on the st… multiply
I got up for a glass of water and as I walked into the kitchen I saw Picasso walk up to Joyce and lick her ankle. I was barefooted and she didn’t hear me. She had on high heels. She loo...
the lilies storm my brain by god by god like nazi storm troopers! do you think I’m going tizzy?
in the hospitals and jails it’s the worst in madhouses it’s the worst in penthouses
lonely as a dry and used orchard spread over the earth for use and surrender. shot down like an ex—pug selling dailies on the corner.
A week later I was driving down Hollywood Boulevard with Lydia. A weekly entertainment newspaper published in California at that time had asked me to write an article on the life of the...
she reads to me from the New York… which I don’t buy, don’t know how they get in here, but it’s something about the Mafia one of the heads of the Mafia
it’s the same as before or the other time or the time before that. here’s a cock and here’s a cunt
I blacked out after that. I guess I had consumed more whiskey than I thought. I don’t remember arriving at Nicole’s. I awakened in the morning with my back to somebody in a strange bed....
A sound awakened me. It was not quite daylight. Cecelia was moving around getting dressed. I looked at my watch. “I want to watch the sun come up. I love sunrises!” “I haven’t been able...
a great white light dawns across t… continent as we fawn over our failed traditi… often kill to preserve them or sometimes kill just to kill.