#AmericanWriters #1973 #AtTerrorStreetAndAgonyWay #BurningInWaterDrowningInFlame
my friend William is a fortunate m… he lacks the imagination to suffer he kept his first job his first wife can drive a car 50,000 miles
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.
I don’t know how many bottles of b… I have consumed while waiting for… to get better. I don’t know how much wine and whi… and beer
I’m in bed. it’s morning and I hear: where are your socks? please get dressed!
At Mt. Justin, biology class was neat. We had Mr. Stanhope for our teacher. He was an old guy about 55 and we pretty much dominated him. Lilly Fischman was in the class and she was real...
I’ve come by, she says, to tell yo… that this is it. I’m not kidding,… over. this is it. I sit on the couch watching her ar… her long red hair before my bedroo…
this fear of being what they are: dead. at least they are not out on the s… are careful to stay indoors, those pasty mad who sit alone before the…
this is my piano. the phone rings and people ask, what are you doing? how about getting drunk with us? and I say,
there are worse things than being alone but it often takes de cades to realize this and most often
When Jonstone saw me the next 5 a.m. he spun in his swivel and his face and his shirt were the same color. But he said nothing. I didn’t care. I had been up to 2 a.m. drinking and screw...
call it love stand it up in the failing light put it in a dress pray sing beg cry laugh
good weather is like good women— it doesn’t always happen and when it does
I’ve watched this city burn twice in my lifetime and the most notable event was the reaction of the politicians in the
this time has finished me. I feel like the German troops whipped by snow and the communists walking bent with newspapers stuffed into
John F. Kennedy flower knocks upo… shot through the neck; the gladiolas gather by the dozens… India dripping into Ceylon;