#1973 #AmericanWriters #AtTerrorStreetAndAgonyWay #BurningInWaterDrowningInFlame
a single dog walking alone on a hot sidewalk of summer appears to have the power of ten thousand gods.
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...
Then I started attending Mt. Justin Jr. High. About half the guys from Delsey Grammar School went there, the biggest and toughest half. Another gang of giants came from other schools. O...
in the men’s room at the track this boy of about 7 or 8 years old came out of a stall
225 days under grass and you know more than I. they have long taken your blood, you are a dry stick in a basket. is this how it works?
escape from the black widow spider is a miracle as great as art. what a web she can weave slowly drawing you to her she’ll embrace you
I’m not going to die easy; I’ve sat on your suicide beds in some of the worst holes in America,
sometimes after you get your ass kicked real good by the forces you often wish you were a crane standing on one leg in blue water
is an orange animal with hand grenades fire power
sleepy now at 4 a.m. hear the siren of a white ambulance,
don’t undress my love you might find a mannequin: don’t undress the mannequin you might find my love.
turmoil is the god madness is the god permanent living peace is permanent living death. agony can kill
I took Tammie. We got there a little early and went to a bar across the street. We got a table. “Now don’t drink too much, Hank. You know how you slur your words and miss your lines whe...
let me speak as a friend although the centuries hang between us and neither you nor I can see the moon. be careful less the onion blind th…
I suppose like any other boy I had one best friend in the neigh… his name was Eugene and he was big… than I was and one year older. Eugene used to whip me pretty good…