this time has finished me. I feel like the German troops whipped by snow and the communists walking bent with newspapers stuffed into

I began receiving letters from a girl in New York City. Her name was Mindy. She had run across a couple of my books, but the best thing about her letters was that she seldom mentioned w...

she undressed in front of me keeping her pussy to the front while I lay in bed with a bottle o… beer. where’d you get that wart on

Then there were only 6 or 7 of us.… “How you doing on your scheme, Ch… “No trouble at all,” I said. “O.… “Yes, Woodburn.” “Listen, I don’t like to be bothe…

There were continual fights. The teachers didn’t seem to know anything about them. And there was always trouble when it rained. Any boy who brought an umbrella to school or wore a rainc...

the droll noon where squadrons of worms creep up like stripteasers to be raped by blackbirds. I go outside

I have just spent one—hour—and—a—h… handicapping tomorrow’s card. when am I going to get at the poem… well, they’ll just have to wait

this woman keeps phoning me even though I tell her I am livin… I love. I keep hearing noises in the envir… she phones,

yeah sure, I’ll be in unless I’m… don’t knock if the lights are out or you hear voices or then I might be reading Proust if someone slips Proust under my d…

you no faces no faces at all laughing at nothing—

she bent over the side of the bed and opened the portfolio along the side of the wall. we were drinking. she said, “you promised me these