#AmericanWriters #1973 #BurningInWaterDrowningInFlame #ItCatchesMyHeartInItsHands
light brown stare that dumb blank marvelous light brown stare I’ll take care of it.
the lilies storm my brain by god by god like nazi storm troopers! do you think I’m going tizzy?
horses running with her miles away laughing with a fool Bach and the hydrogen bomb
waiting for death like a cat that will jump on the bed I am so very sorry for
I began receiving letters from a girl in New York City. Her name was Mindy. She had run across a couple of my books, but the best thing about her letters was that she seldom mentioned w...
you know I sat on the same barstool in Phi… 5 years I drank canned heat and the cheape… I was beaten in alleys by well-fed…
I sit here on the 2nd floor hunched over in yellow pajamas still pretending to be a writer.
was a truly amazing man he pretended to be rich even though we lived on beans and… when we sat down to eat, he said,
It was 12 hours a night, plus supervisors, plus clerks, plus the fact that you could hardly breathe in that pack of flesh, plus stale baked food in the “non-profit” cafeteria. Plus the ...
this head like a saucer decorated with everything as lip to lip we hang in mechanical joy; my hands blaze with arias
crud, he said, hauling it out of the water, what is it? a Hollow-Back June Whale, I said… no, said a guy standing by us on t…
sleep at Lila’s and in the morning we get the breakfast special at th… then it’s up to her friend Buffy’s… Buffy has boy twins, father in dou… in a $150-a-month apt.
she writes: you’ll be moaning and groaning in your poems about how I fucked those 2 guys last week.
she drives into the parking lot wh… I am leaning up against the fender… she’s drunk and her eyes are wet w… “you son of a bitch, you fucked me… didn’t want to. you told me to kee…
Vallejo writing about loneliness while starving to death; Van Gogh’s ear rejected by a whore;