#Americans #XXCentury #1993 #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
in the men’s room at the track this boy of about 7 or 8 years old came out of a stall
“what?” they say, “you got a computer?” it’s like I have sold out to the enemy. I had no idea so many
There were continual fights. The teachers didn’t seem to know anything about them. And there was always trouble when it rained. Any boy who brought an umbrella to school or wore a rainc...
We came in low over Kansas City, the pilot said the temperature was 20 degrees, and there I was in my thin California sports coat and shirt, lightweight pants, summer stockings, and hol...
you just don’t know how to do it, you know that, and you can’t do a lot of other useful things either. it’s the fault of the
naked along the side of the house, 8 a.m., spreading sesame seed oil over my body, Jesus, have I come to this? I once battled in dark alleys for…
each man must realize that it can all disappear very quickly: the cat, the woman, the job, the front tire,
is the slim tall ear-ringed bedroom damsel dressed in a long gown
probably from the belly button or… bed, or maybe from the mouth of th… the car crash on the avenue that l… scattered on the grass. she comes from love gone wrong und…
we have everything and we have not… and some men do it in churches and some men do it by tearing butt… in half and some men do it in Palm Spring…
I was in the 4th grade when I found out about it. I was probably one of the last to know, because I still didn’t talk to anybody. A boy walked up to “Your mother has a hole . . .”—he to...
Beowulf may have killed Grendel a… Grendel’s mother but he couldn’t kill this one:
awaken at 11:30 a.m. get into my chinos and a clean gre… open a Miller’s, and nothing in the mailbox but the Berkeley Tribe
since my last name was Fuch, he sa… believe the school yard was tough:… powder down my neck, threw gravel… with rubber bands in class, and ou… me names, well, one name mainly, o…
listen, man, don’t tell me about t… sent, we didn’t receive them, we are very careful with manuscrip… we bake them burn them