she lived in Galveston and was int… T.M. and I went down to visit her and w… continually even though it was ver… weather

I went with two ladies down to Venice to look for antique furniture. I parked in back of the store and went in with them.

After dinner we came back and we talked. She was a health food addict and didn’t eat meat except for chicken and fish. It certainly worked for her. “Hank,” she said, “tomorrow I’m going...

the strong men the muscle men there they sit down at the beach cocoa tans

my first and only wife painted and she talked to me about it: it’s all so painful

you with long hair, legs crossed h… the bar, you like a butcher knife… as the nightingale sings elsewhere… mingles with the roach’s hiss. know you as

for five years I have been looking across the way at the side of a red apartment hou… there must be people in there even love in there

cleaned my place the other day first time in ten years and found 100 rejected poems: fastened them all to a clipboard much bad reading.

drive to the beach at night in the winter and sit and look at the burned-dow… wonder why they just let it sit th… in the water.

Then some men came around and ripped out every other water– fountain. “Hey, look, what the hell are they doing?” I asked. I was in the 3rd class flat section. I walked over to another c...

she was sitting in the window of room 1010 at the Chelsea in New York, Janis Joplin’s old room. it was 104 degrees

this man used to be an interesting writer, he was able to say brisk and refreshing things. at the time