#AmericanWriters #1993 #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
the lair of the hunted is hidden in the last place you’d ever look and even if you find it you won’t believe
she lived in Galveston and was int… T.M. and I went down to visit her and w… continually even though it was ver… weather
I still get letters in the mail, m… men in tiny rooms with factory job… living with whores or no woman at… booze and madness. Most of their letters are on lined…
I began getting dizzy spells. I could feel them coming. The case would begin to whirl. The spells lasted about a minute. I couldn’t understand it. Each letter was getting heavier and he...
she’s from Texas and weighs 103 pounds and stands before the mirror combing oceans of reddish hair
sometimes you climb out of bed in… I’m not going to make it, but you… remembering all the times you’ve f… you walk to the bathroom, do your… in the mirror, oh my oh my oh my,…
Lydia liked parties. And Harry was a party-giver. So we were on our way to Harry Ascot’s. Harry was the editor of Retort, a little magazine. His wife wore long see-through dresses, show...
I found that the only way I could keep from dizzy-spelling into my case was to get up and take a walk now and then. Fazzio, a supervisor who had the station at the time, saw me walking ...
like the fox run with the hunted and if I’m not the happiest man on earth
I keep thinking it will be outside now waiting for me blue front bumper twisted
I mean, I just slept I awoke with a fly on my elbow and I named the fly Benny then I killed him and then I got up and looked in th…
at the track today, Father’s Day, each paid admission was entitled to a wallet and each contained a
in the center of the action you have to lay down like an anima… until it charges, you have to lay down
these women are supposed to come and see me but they never do. there’s the one with the long scar…
a woman, a tire that’s flat, a disease, a desire: fears in front of you, fears that hold so still