Slipping keenly into bright ashes, target of vanilla tears your sure body lit candles for men on dark nights, and now your night is darker

After English class one day Mrs. Curtis asked me to stay. She had great legs and a lisp and there was something about the legs and the lisp together that heated me up. She was about 32,...

I feel gypped by dunces as if reality were the property of little men with luck and a headstart, and I sit in the cold

The riots ended, the baby calmed down, and I found ways to avoid Janko. But the dizzy spells persisted. The doctor wrote me a standing order for the green-white librium capsules and the...

the lair of the hunted is hidden in the last place you’d ever look and even if you find it you won’t believe

The phone rang the next morning. Lydia had gone back to her place. It was Bobby, the kid who lived in the next block and worked in the porno bookstore. “Mindy’s down here. She wants you...

twitching in the sheets— to face the sunlight again, that’s clearly trouble. I like the city better when the

they’re not going to let you sit at a front table at some cafe in Europe in the mid-afternoon sun. you do, somebody’s going to

don’t worry about rejections, pard… I’ve been rejected before. sometimes you make a mistake, taki… the wrong poem