these boys have got class they ought to make kings out of old men rolling cigarettes in rooms small enough

The drilling and squeezing continued for… result. When one boil vanished another w… of the mirror alone, wondering how ugly… my face in disbelief, then turn to exami… horrified. No wonder people stared, no w…

One morning a few days later I entered Lydia’s courtyard as she was walking in from the alley. She had been over to see her friend Tina who lived in an apartment house on the corner. Sh...

there’s Barry in his ripped walking shor… he’s on Thorazine is 24 looks 38 lives with his mother in the same

see this final storm as nothing very ser… the world; there are so many more important things… consider. see this final storm as nothing very spe…

is the slim tall ear-ringed bedroom damsel dressed in a long gown

Two mornings later, at 4 am, somebody be… “Who is it?” “It’s a redheaded floozie.” I let Tammie in. She sat down and I op… “I’ve got bad breath, I have these two…

the blue pencil of the wave shots of yellow road a steering wheel an insane woman sitting next to you

I would, of course, prefer to be with th… instead of with a photograph of an old S… to the sound of the anvil chorus and leg… girls kicking high, showing everything b… but I might as well be dead right now

the girls are coming home in their cars and I sit by the window and watch. there’s a girl in a red dress driving a white car

Lydia liked parties. And Harry was a party-giver. So we were on our way to Harry Ascot’s. Harry was the editor of Retort, a little magazine. His wife wore long see-through dresses, show...

Times were still hard. Nobody was any more surprised than I when Mears– Starbuck phoned and asked me to report to work the next Monday. I had gone all around town putting in dozens of a...