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

Wagner wasn’t done with us. I was standing in the yard during gym class when he walked up to me. “I’m putting you on garbage detail until further notice.” The kids had to work off their...

Bruckner wasn’t bad even though he got down on his knees and proclaimed Wagner the master.

one of the first actors to play Ta… Motion Picture Home. he’d been there for years waiting… he spent much of his time running in and out of the wards

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...

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

16 years old during the depression I’d come home drunk and all my clothing— shorts, shirts, stockings—

women don’t know how to love, she told me. you know how to love but women just want to leech.

I took the envelope home to my mother and handed it to her and walked into the bedroom. My bedroom. The best thing about the bedroom was the bed. I liked to stay in bed for hours, even ...

A month went by. R.A. Dwight, the editor of Dogbite Press wrote and asked me to do a foreword to Keesing’s Selected Poems. Keesing, with the help of his death, was at last going to get ...

at high noon at a small college near the beach sober the sweat running down my arms a spot of sweat on the table

I was fairly drunk when it began and I took out my bottle and… along the way. I was reading a wee… Kandel and I did not look quite a… pretty but

it’s unfortunate, and simply not the style, but I don’t care: girls remind me of hair in the sink, girls remind me of intestines and bladders and excretory movements; it’s unfortunate a...

there are many single women in the… with one or two or three children and one wonders where the husbands have gone or where the lovers have gone