#AmericanWriters #1977 #LoveIsADogFromHell
you won’t see them often for wherever the crowd is they are not. those odd ones, not
I was hungover again, another heat spell was on—a week of 100 degree days. The drinking went on each night, and in the early mornings and days there was The Stone and the impossibility ...
I was standing in line at the bank… when the old fellow in front of me dropped his glasses (luckily, with… case) and as he bent over
the dead can sleep they don’t get up and rage they don’t have a wife. her white face like a flower in a closed
as the orchid dies and the grass goes insane, let’s have one for the los… met an old man and a tired whore
out of the arm of one love and into the arms of another I have been saved from dying on th… by a lady who smokes pot writes songs and stories
R.O.T.C. (Reserve Officer Training Corps) was for the misfits. Like I said, it was either that or gym. I would have taken gym but I didn’t want people to sec the boils on my back. There...
I am hung by a nail the sun melts my heart I am cousin to the snake
he came to the door one night wet… terrorized white cross-eyed tailless cat took him in and fed him and he sta… grew to trust me until a friend dr…
I have lain in bed all day but I have written one poem and I am up now looking out the window and like a novelist might say
An old man asked me for a cigarett… and I carefully dealt out two. Been lookin’ for job. Gonna stand in the sun and smoke.” He was close to rags and rage
here they come these guys grey truck radio playing they are in a hurry
I had begun to dislike my father. He was always angry about something. Wherever we went he got into arguments with people. But he didn’t appear to frighten most people; they often just ...
almost dawn blackbirds on the telephone wire waiting as I eat yesterday’s forgotten sandwich
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...