#AmericanWriters #1993 #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
I took Tanya to the airport the next afternoon. We had a drink in the same bar. The high-yellow wasn’t around; all that leg was with somebody else. “No. You love sex and there’s nothing...
the vultures at the zoo (all three of them) sit very quietly in their caged tree and below
he sits all day at the bus stop at Sunset and Western his sleeping bag beside him. he’s dirty. nobody bothers him.
swans die in the Spring too and there it floated dead on a Sunday sideways circling in the current
I have seen an old man around town… carrying an enormous pack. he uses a walking stick and moves up and down the streets with this pack strapped to his bac…
The boys on Dorsey station didn’t know my problems. I’d enter through the back way each night, hide my sweater in a tray and walk in to get my timecard: We had a game going, the black-w...
love, he said, gas kiss me off kiss my lips kiss my hair my fingers
this one teaches that one lives with his mother and that one is supported by a red… with the brain of a gnat. this one takes speed and has been…
Van Gogh cut off his ear gave it to a prostitute who flung it away in extreme
I took Tanya to Santa Anita. The current sensation was a 16 year old jockey still riding with his 5 pound bug advantage. He was from the east and was riding at Santa Anita for the first...
Sam the whorehouse man has squeaky shoes and he walks up and down the court squeaking and talking to
the mockingbird had been following… all summer mocking mocking mocking teasing and cocksure; the cat crawled under rockers on p…
when I was in grammar school my parents were poor and in my lunch bag there was only a peanut butter sandwich.
I cut the middle fingernail of the… finger right hand real short and I began rubbing along her cunt
she sits on the floor going through a cardboard box reading me love letters I have wri… while her 4 year old daughter lies… wrapped in a pink blanket and