Each night as I got ready to go on in, Joyce had my clothing laid out on the bed. Everything was the most expensive money could buy. I never wore the same pair of pants, the same shirt,...

you sit on the couch with me tonight new woman. have you seen the

My father always ran the neighborhood kids away from our house. I was told not to play with them but I walked down the street and watched them anyhow. “Hey, Heinie!” they yelled, “Why d...

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

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

it was up in San Francisco after my poetry reading. it had been a nice crowd I had gotten my money I had this place upstairs

Again I was on a new route. The Stone always put me on hard routes, but now and then, due to the circumstances of things, he was forced to place me on one less murderous. Route 511 was ...

dying for a beer dying for and of life on a windy afternoon in Hollywood listening to symphony music from m… on the floor.

wha’, what did you expect? a schoo… some more practical lover filling… I’m a fool and no gentleman: I wa… with Crane in pajamas, but suicide… there’s less and less to kill.

Joyce found a job with the county, the county Police Department, of all things. I was living with a cop! But at least it was during the day, which gave me a little rest from those fondl...

This babe in the grandstand with dyed red hair kept leaning her breasts against me and talking about Gardena poker parlors