#1977 #AmericanWriters #LoveIsADogFromHell
light brown stare that dumb blank marvelous light brown stare I’ll take care of it.
sitting in a dark bedroom with 3 j… female. brown paper bags filled with trash… everywhere. is one-thirty in the afternoon.
The boys on Dorsey station didn’t know my problems. I’d enter through the back way each night, hide my sweater in a tray and walk in to get my timecard: We had a game going, the black-w...
I used to take the back off the telephone and stuff it with ra… and when somebody knocked I wouldn’t answer and if they pers… I’d tell them in terms vulgar
my daughter is most glorious. we are eating a takeout snack in my car in Santa Monica.
Meanwhile, things went on. I had a long run of luck at the racetrack. I began to feel confident out there. You went for a certain profit each day, somewhere between 15 and 40 bucks. You...
she sits up there drinking wine while her husband is at work. she puts quite
he was 65, his wife was 66, had Alzheimer’s disease. he had cancer of the mouth. there were
once starving in Philadelphia I had a small room it was evening going into night and I stood at my window on the 3r…
I’ve always had trouble with money. this one place I worked everybody ate hot dogs and potato chips
I began receiving letters from a girl in New York City. Her name was Mindy. She had run across a couple of my books, but the best thing about her letters was that she seldom mentioned w...
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
watch them push the crippled and t… in their wheelchairs on to the electric lift which carries them up into the lon… where each chair is locked down
re-reading some of Fante’s The Wine of Youth in bed this mid-afternoon my big cat
the final curtain on one of the lo… musicals ever, some people claim t… seen it over one hundred times. I saw it on the tv news, that fina… flowers, cheers, tears, a thundero…