#Americans #XXCentury #1993 #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
By the time they called me to dinner I was able to pull up my clothing and walk to the breakfast nook where we ate all our meals except on Sunday. There were two pillows on my chair. I ...
she came to my place drunk riding a deer up on the front porc… so many women want to save the wor… but can’t keep their own kitchens… but me...
I heard it first while screwing a… who had the biggest box in Scranton. I listened to it again as I wrote… to my mother
16 years old during the depression I’d come home drunk and all my clothing— shorts, shirts, stockings—
During the second and third grades I still didn’t get a chance to play baseball but I knew that somehow I was developing into a player. If I ever got a bat in my hands again I knew I wo...
the house next door makes me sad. both man and wife rise early and go to work. they arrive home in early evening.
The voices of the people were the same, no matter where you carried the mail you heard the same things over and over again. “You’re late, aren’t you?” “Where’s the regular carrier?” “He...
I’d tell them to have an unhappy l… affair, hemorrhoids, bad teeth and to drink cheap wine, avoid opera and golf and chess, to keep switching the head of thei…
I found that the only time to study was before sleeping. I was always too tired to make and eat breakfast, so I would go out and buy a tall 6 pack, put it on the chair beside the bed, r...
suppose like others have come through fire and sword, love gone wrong, head-on crashes, drunk at sea, and I have listened to the simple…
I’m in bed. it’s morning and I hear: where are your socks? please get dressed!
I began getting dizzy spells. I could feel them coming. The case would begin to whirl. The spells lasted about a minute. I couldn’t understand it. Each letter was getting heavier and he...
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—
dogs and angels are not very different. I often go to this place to eat about 2:30 in the afternoon
Thanks for the good letter. I don’t think it hurts, sometimes, to remember where you came from. You know the places where I came from. Even the people who try to write about that or mak...