#Americans #XXCentury #1977 #LoveIsADogFromHell
when I look back now at the abuse I took from her I feel shame that I was so innocent,
I didn’t have any friends at school, didn’t want any. I felt better being alone. I sat on a bench and watched the others play and they looked foolish to me. During lunch one day I was a...
eating cold plums in bed she told me about the German who owned everything on the block except the custom drapery shop and he tried to buy
when Whitman wrote, “I sing the b… I know what he meant I know what he wanted:
he said, “I was working in Hollyw… working in Hollywood and he was the worst: he was too drunk to sta… end of the afternoon and so I had… into a taxi
Sara was preparing the turkey dressing and I sat in the kitchen talking to her. We were both sipping white wine. The phone rang. I went and got it. It was Debra. “I just wanted to wish ...
used to drive those trucks so hard and for so long that my right foot would go dead from pushing down on the accelerator.
They are building a house half a block down and I sit up here with the shades down listening to the sounds,
Cleo’s going to make it now she’s got her shit together she split with Barney Barney wasn’t good for her she got a bigger apartment
I am watching a girl dressed in a light green sweater, blue shorts,… there is a necklace of some sort but her breasts are small, poor th… and she watches her nails
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...
My drinking slowed down the next week. I went to the racetrack to get fresh air and sunshine and plenty of walking. At night I drank, wondering why I was still alive, how the scheme wor...
I’m big I suppose that’s why my women alwa… small but this 6 foot goddess who deals in real estate
Tony phoned and told me that Jan had left him but that he was a… helped him he said to think about… like D. H. Lawrence pissed off with life in general bu…
I got in the shower and burned my balls last Wednesday. met this painter called Spain, no, he was a cartoonist,