#Americans #XXCentury #1977 #LoveIsADogFromHell
the words have come and gone, I sit ill. the phone rings, the cats sleep. Linda vacuums. I am waiting to live,
Lila Jane was a girl my age who lived next door. I still wasn’t allowed to play with the children in the neighborhood, but sitting in the bedroom often got dull. I would go out and walk...
Bobby and Valerie came by and I introduced everybody around. “Valerie and I are going to take a vacation and rent rooms by the seashore in Manhattan Beach,” said Bobby. “Why don’t you g...
the droll noon where squadrons of worms creep up like stripteasers to be raped by blackbirds. I go outside
her shoes themselves would light my room like many candles. she walks like all things shining on glass,
a single dog walking alone on a hot sidewalk of summer appears to have the power of ten thousand gods.
maybe I’ll win the Irish Sweepsta… maybe I’ll go nuts maybe Harcourt Brace will call or maybe unemployment insurance or rich lesbian at the top of a hill.
red summers and black satin charcoal and blood ringing the sheets while snails are stepped on and moths go batty
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…
I laugh sometimes when I think ab… say Céline at a typewriter or Dostoevsky... or Hamsun...
the girls were young and worked the streets but often couldn’t score, they
the night I was going to die I was sweating on the bed and I could hear the crickets and there was a cat fight outside and I could feel my soul dropping…
they found him walking along the f… all red in front he had taken a rusty tin can and cut off his sexual
here I’m supposed to be a great po… and I’m sleepy in the afternoon here I am aware of death like a gi… charging at me and I’m sleepy in the afternoon
It was 12 hours a night, plus supervisors, plus clerks, plus the fact that you could hardly breathe in that pack of flesh, plus stale baked food in the “non-profit” cafeteria. Plus the ...