#AmericanWriters #1993 #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
yeah sure, I’ll be in unless I’m… don’t knock if the lights are out or you hear voices or then I might be reading Proust if someone slips Proust under my d…
red-eyed and dizzy as I the bird came flying all the way from Egypt at 5 o’clock in the morning, and Maria almost stumbled on her s…
we have everything and we have not… and some men do it in churches and some men do it by tearing butt… in half and some men do it in Palm Spring…
don’t worry about rejections, pard… I’ve been rejected before. sometimes you make a mistake, taki… the wrong poem
I suppose it’s raining in some Sp… while I’m feeling bad like this; I’d like to think so now.
well, first Mae West died and then George Raft, and Eddie G. Robinson’s been gone long time,
Our English teacher, Miss Gredis, was the absolute best. She was a blonde with a long sharp nose. Her nose wasn’t much good but you didn’t notice it when you looked at the rest of her. ...
which reminds me I shacked with Jane for 7 years she was a drunk I loved her my parents hated her
O lord, he said, Japanese women, real women, they have not forgotte… bowing and smiling closing the wounds men have made; but American women will kill you l…
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.
at their best, there is gentleness… some understanding and, at times,… courage but all in all it is a mass, a glo… have too much.
he met her at the racetrack, a str… blonde with round hips, well-bosom… turned-up nose, flower mouth, in a… wearing white high-heeled shoes. she began asking him questions abo…
with old cars, especially when you… and drive them for many years a love affair is inevitable: you even learn to accept their little
Hugo Wolf went mad while eating a… and writing his 253rd song; it was… April and the worms came out of th… humming Tannhäuser, and he spilled… with his ink, and his blood fell o…
Nothing matters but flopping on a mattress with cheap dreams and a beer as the leaves die and the horses d… and the landladies stare in the ha…