#AmericanWriters #1993 #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
16 years old during the depression I’d come home drunk and all my clothing— shorts, shirts, stockings—
after the slaughter house there was a bar around the corner and I sat in there and watched the sun go down through the window,
no we can’t we can’t win it I’ve decided we can’t win it just for a while we thought we cou… but that was just for a while
red face Texas and age he’s at an L.A. racetrack
in the center of the action you have to lay down like an anima… until it charges, you have to lay down
I came out of the bar and checked the message board. The plane was on time. Katherine was in the air and moving towards me. I sat down and waited. Across from me was a well-groomed woma...
I had just won $115 from the heads… was naked upon my bed listening to an opera by one of th… and had just gotten rid of a very… when there was a knock upon the wo…
this head like a saucer decorated with everything as lip to lip we hang in mechanical joy; my hands blaze with arias
the rag. she sat there, glooming. I couldn’t do anything with her. it was raining. she got up and left.
I had worked my charms on her for a couple of nights in a bar— not that we were new lovers, I had loved her for 16 months but she didn’t want to come to my…
terrible arguments. and, at last, lying peacefully on her large bed which is spread in red with cool patterns o…
There was another German Shepherd. It was hot summer and he came BOUNDING out of a back yard and then LEAPED through the air. His teeth snapped, just missing my jugular vein. “OH JESUS!...
what you see is what you see: madhouses are rarely on display. that we still walk about and scratch ourselves and light
it’s the same as before or the other time or the time before that. here’s a cock and here’s a cunt
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…