was on the train to Del Mar and I… to go to the bar car. I had a beer… back and sat down. pardon me,” said the lady next to… sitting in my husband’s seat.”

for five years I have been looking across the way at the side of a red apartment hou… there must be people in there even love in there

if I suffer at this typewriter think how I’d feel among the lettuce-pickers of Salinas?

half-past nowhere alone in the crumbling tower of myself stumbling in this the

Within a day or two, about 1 pm in the afternoon there was a knock at my door. It was a painter, Monty Riff, or so he informed me. He also told me that I used to get drunk with him when...

I don’t beat the walls with my fis… I just sit but it rushes in a tide of it. the woman in the court behind me h…

and the subnormal. all through grammar school junior high high school junior college

call it love stand it up in the failing light put it in a dress pray sing beg cry laugh

One night I was coming around the corner after sneaking down to the cafeteria for a pack of smokes. And there was a face I knew. It was Tom Moto! The guy I had subbed with under The Sto...

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...

he got knifed in broad daylight, c… holding his hands over his gut, dr… on the pavement. nobody waiting in line left their… he made it to the Mission doorway,…

A couple of nights later Becker walked in. I guess my parents gave him my address or he located me through the college. I had my name and address listed with the employment division at ...

the boys come up the boys climb up the brown pole as the waterheater gurgles in Spanish