#AmericanWriters #1993 #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
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…
once starving in Philadelphia I had a small room it was evening going into night and I stood at my window on the 3r…
I was hungover again, another heat spell was on—a week of 100 degree days. The drinking went on each night, and in the early mornings and days there was The Stone and the impossibility ...
I think of automobiles parked in a parking lot when I think of myself dead I think of frying pans when I think of myself dead
majestic, magic infinite my little girl is sun on the carpet—
I can see myself now after all these suicide days and n… being wheeled out of one of those… (of course, this is only if I get… by a subnormal and bored nurse
the hearse comes through the room… the beheaded, the disappeared, the… mad. the flies are a glue of sticky pas… their wings will not
you have to have it or the walls w… in. you have to give everything up, th… away, everything away. you have to look at what you look…
what you see is what you see: madhouses are rarely on display. that we still walk about and scratch ourselves and light
the Egyptians loved the cat were often entombed with it instead of with the women and never with the dog but now
there was a frozen tree that I wan… but the shells came down and in Vegas looking across at a g… at 3:30 in the morning, I died without nails, without a co…
yes, they begin out in a willow, I… the starch mountains begin out in… and keep right on going without re… pumas and nectarines somehow these mountains are like
My father had two brothers. The younger was named Ben and the older was named John. Both were alcoholics and ne’er-do-wells. My parents often spoke of them. “Neither of them amount to a...
invent yourself and then reinvent… don’t swim in the same slough. invent yourself and then reinvent… and stay out of the clutches of medioc…
smoking a cigarette and noting a m… flattened out against the wall and died as organ music from centuries back… my black radio