#1977 #AmericanWriters #LoveIsADogFromHell
the legs are gone and the hopes—th… and I haven’t shaved in sixteen da… but the mailman still makes his ro… water still comes out of the fauce… myself with glazed and milky eyes…
Soon after that I made regular and that gave me an 8 hour night, which beat 12, and pay for holidays. Of the 150 or 200 that had come in, there were only two of us left. Then I met Davi...
with old cars, especially when you… and drive them for many years a love affair is inevitable: you even learn to accept their little
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
Office of Postmaster—United States Post Office—January 1, 1970 The attention of all employees is directed to the Code of Ethics for postal employees as set forth in Part 742 of the Post...
Sunday, I am eating a grapefruit, church is over at the… Orthadox to the west. she is dark
smoking a cigarette and noting a m… flattened out against the wall and died as organ music from centuries back… my black radio
the lilies storm my brain by god by god like nazi storm troopers! do you think I’m going tizzy?
saw him sitting in a lobby chair in the Patrick Hotel dreaming of flying fish and he said “hello friend you’re looking good.
The next morning Tammie found a prescription in her purse. “I’ve got to get this filled,” she said. “Look at it.” It was wrinkled and the ink had run. “Well, he tried to get this prescr...
drinking German beer and trying to come up with the immortal poem at 5 p.m. in the afternoon. but, ah, I’ve told the
terrible arguments. and, at last, lying peacefully on her large bed which is spread in red with cool patterns o…
a single dog walking alone on a hot sidewalk of summer appears to have the power of ten thousand gods.
too much too little too fat too thin or nobody.
Van Gogh cut off his ear gave it to a prostitute who flung it away in extreme