unaccountably we are alone forever alone and it was meant to be that way, was never meant

believe in earning one’s own way but I also believe in the unexpected gift and it is a wondrous thing when a woman who has read your works

sometimes I forget about him and his pec… innocence, almost idiotic, awkward and m… he liked walking over bridges and throug… to night I think about him, the way the… one felt space between his lines, air

Hugo Wolf went mad while eating an onio… and writing his 253rd song; it was rainy April and the worms came out of the grou… humming Tannhäuser, and he spilled his m… with his ink, and his blood fell out to…

—he’s a dandy —small moustache —usually sucking on a cigar he tends to lean into cars as he transacts business

she wore a platinum blond wig and her face was rouged and powdered and she put the lipstick on making a huge painted mouth and her neck was wrinkled

I used to take the back off the telephone and stuff it with rags and when somebody knocked I wouldn’t answer and if they persisted I’d tell them in terms vulgar

it is the man you’ve never seen who keeps you going, the one who might arrive someday. he isn’t out on the streets or

I drank for the next week. I drank night and day and wrote 25 or 30 mournful poems about lost love. It was Friday night when the phone rang. It was Mercedes. “I got married,” she said, ...

Lydia phoned me in the morning. “Whenev… “You’re a whore.” “Yeah? Well, if there’s anything worse… “If there’s anything worse than a bore i… “If you don’t want my pussy,” she said,…

Lila Jane was a girl my age who lived n… to play with the children in the neighbo… often got dull. I would go out and walk… things, bugs mostly. Or I would sit on… thing I imagined was that I was a great…

there are beasts in the salt shaker and airdromes in the coffeepot. my mother’s hand is in the bag drawer and from the backs of spoons come the cries of tiny tortured animals.

it’s unfortunate, and simply not the style, but I don’t care: girls remind me of hair in the sink, girls remind me of intestines and bladders and excretory movements; it’s unfortunate a...