#1977 #AmericanWriters #LoveIsADogFromHell
Back at Chelsey High it was the same. One group of seniors had graduated but they were replaced by another group of seniors with sports cars and expensive clothes. I was never confronte...
you know I sat on the same barstool in Phi… 5 years I drank canned heat and the cheape… I was beaten in alleys by well-fed…
Shirley came to town with a broken… and met the Chicano who smoked long slim cigars and they got a place together on Beacon street
self-congratulatory nonsense as th… famous gather to applaud their see… greatness you wonder where
I got back, made love to Lydia several times, got in a fight with her, and left L. A. International late one morning to give a reading in Arkansas. I was lucky enough to have a seat by ...
Curly Wagner picked out Morris Moscowitz. It was after school and eight or ten of us guys had heard about it and we walked out behind the gym to watch. Wagner laid down the rules, “We f...
he sat naked and drunk in a room o… night, running the blade of the kn… under his fingernails, smiling, th… of all the letters he had received telling him that
in the winter walking on my ceiling my eyes the size of street… I have 4 feet like a mouse but wash my own underwear—bearded and hungover and a hard-on and no lawy…
the higher you climb the greater the pressure. those who manage to endure learn
once starving in Philadelphia I had a small room it was evening going into night and I stood at my window on the 3r…
red hair real she whirled it and she asked “is my ass still on?”
sitting with the professors we talk about Allen Tate and John Crow Ransom the rugs are clean and the coffeetables shine
waiting for death like a cat that will jump on the bed I am so very sorry for
the balance is preserved by the sn… the Santa Monica cliffs; the luck is in walking down Wester… and having the girls in a massage parlor holler at you, “Hello, Swe…
this man sometimes forgets who he is. sometimes he thinks he’s the Pope. other times he thinks he’s a