the dead can sleep they don’t get up and rage they don’t have a wife. her white face like a flower in a closed

Then Joyce wanted to go back to the city. For all the draw– backs, that little town, haircuts or not, beat city life. It was quiet. We had our own house. Joyce fed me well.) Plenty of m...

the rooms at the hospital went for 550 a day. that was for the room alone. the amazing thing, though, was tha… in some of the rooms

I don’t beat the walls with my fis… I just sit but it rushes in a tide of it. the woman in the court behind me h…

women don’t know how to love, she told me. you know how to love but women just want to leech.

at the hospital that I have been going to the nurses seem overweight. they are bulky in their

the canaries were there, and the l… and the old woman with warts; and I was there, a child and I touched the piano keys as they talked—

Fay was all right with the pregnancy. For an old gal, she was all right. We waited around at our place. Finally the time came. “It won’t be long,” she said. “I don’t want to get there t...

I could see the road ahead of me. I was poor and I was going to stay poor. But I didn’t particularly want money. I didn’t know what I wanted. Yes, I did. I wanted someplace to hide out,...

You had to fill out more papers to get out than to get in. The first page they gave you was a personalized mimeo affair from the postmaster of the city. It began: “I am sorry you are te...

sleep at Lila’s and in the morning we get the breakfast special at th… then it’s up to her friend Buffy’s… Buffy has boy twins, father in dou… in a $150-a-month apt.