sun-stroked women without men on a Santa Monica Monday; the men are working or in jail or insane;

I suppose like any other boy I had one best friend in the neigh… his name was Eugene and he was big… than I was and one year older. Eugene used to whip me pretty good…

she had huge thighs and a very good laugh she laughed at everything and the curtains were yellow and I finished

live alone in a small room and read the newspapers and sleep alone in the dark dreaming of crowds.

I hear them outside: “does he always type this late?” “no, it’s very unusual.” “he shouldn’t type this

Everybody had gym period at the same time. Baldy’s locker was about four or five down from mine in the same row. I went to my locker early. Baldy and I had a similar problem. We hated w...

they stop out front here looks as if the car is on fire the smoke blazes blue from the hoo… the motor sounds like cannon shots the car humps wildly

I found a room on Temple Street in the Filipino district. It was $3.50 a week, upstairs on the second floor. I paid the landlady—a middle-aged blond—a week’s rent. The toilet and tub we...

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

bet on #6, I try red, I stare at… wonder what Chekhov would do, and… blue plates sit eating the carnage… and look very much like Russians a… my left tit and try to smile like…

he was a good one say 18, 19, marine and every time woman came down the train aisle