she wrote me a letter from a small room near the Seine. she said she was going to dancing class, she got up, she said at 5 o’clock in the morning

terror finally becomes almost bearable but never quite terror creeps like a cat crawls like a cat

Our English teacher, Miss Gredis, was the absolute best. She was a blonde with a long sharp nose. Her nose wasn’t much good but you didn’t notice it when you looked at the rest of her. ...

Lydia and I were always fighting. She was a flirt and it irritated me. When we ate out I was sure she was eyeballing some man across the room. When my male friends came by to visit and ...

the branches break, the birds fall… the whores stand straight, the bombs stack, evening, morning, night, peanutbutter,

my doctor has just come into his o… from surgery. he meets me in the men’s john. “God damn,” he says to me, “where did you find her? oh, I jus…

no we can’t we can’t win it I’ve decided we can’t win it just for a while we thought we cou… but that was just for a while

he’s a runt he snarls and scratches chases cars groans in his sleep and has a perfect star above each…

I pick up the skirt, I pick up the sparkling beads in black, this thing that moved once around flesh,

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...

sit on this bench and look at the sea and the freaks and the lovers. need new eyes a new mouth new pillows, a new woman.

we take what we can see— the engines driving us mad, lovers finally hating; this fish in the market staring upward into our minds;