You had to fill out more papers to get out than to get in. The first page they gave you was a personalized mimeo affair from the postmaster of the city. It began: “I am sorry you are te...

I am driving down Wilton Avenue when this girl of about 15 dressed in tight blue jeans that grip her behind like two hand… steps out in front of my car

I stop my car at the signal I see her walking past the graveya… as she walks past the iron fence I can see through the iron fence and I see the headstones

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,

I’m glad when they arrive and I’m glad when they leave I’m glad when I hear their heels approaching my door and I’m glad when those heels

he packaged it up neatly in differ… sending the legs to an aunt in St.… the head to a scoutmaster in Brook… the belly to a cross-eyed butcher… the female organs were sent to a y…

with old cars, especially when you… and drive them for many years a love affair is inevitable: you even learn to accept their little

We got back to 1010. I had my check. I’d left word that we didn’t want to be disturbed. Tammie and I sat drinking. I’d read 5 or 6 love poems about her. “They knew who I was,” she said....

I went with two ladies down to Venice to look for antique furniture. I parked in back of the store and went in with them.

I suppose it’s raining in some Sp… while I’m feeling bad like this; I’d like to think so now.

I wait on life like a pregnancy, p… the gut but all I hear now is the piano slamming its teeth throu… brain

in the earliest possible day in the blue-headed noon I will telegraph you a boney hand decorated with

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