#AmericanWriters #1993 #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
I met her somehow through correspo… and she began sending me very sexy… and this being mixed in with a min… confused me somewhat and I got in… through the mountains and valleys…
This will refer to the letter addressed to you dated August 17, 1969, proposing your suspension without pay for three days or other disciplinary action, based on Charge No. 1 specified ...
Then I was called down to personnel at the old Federal Build– ing. They let me sit the usual 45 minutes or hour and one half. The man walked me back to a desk. There sat this woman. She...
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
the schoolyard was a horror show:… freaks the beatings up against the wire f… our schoolmates watching glad that they were not the victim…
in the Valkerie Mountains among the strutting peacocks I found a flower as large as my head
During the second and third grades I still didn’t get a chance to play baseball but I knew that somehow I was developing into a player. If I ever got a bat in my hands again I knew I wo...
in the center of the action you have to lay down like an anima… until it charges, you have to lay down
these things that we support most… have nothing to do with up, and we do with them out of boredom or fear or money or cracked intelligence;
you have to have it or the walls w… in. you have to give everything up, th… away, everything away. you have to look at what you look…
for five years I have been looking across the way at the side of a red apartment hou… there must be people in there even love in there
The 5th grade was a little better. The other students seemed less hostile and I was growing larger physically. I still wasn’t chosen for the homeroom teams but I was threatened less. Da...
the boys come up the boys climb up the brown pole as the waterheater gurgles in Spanish
think of de vils in hell and stare at a beautiful vase of flowers as the woman in my bedroom
in junior high school Big Max was a problem. we’d be sitting during lunch hour eating our peanut butter sandwiche… and potato chips.