#AmericanWriters #1993 #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
there’s a bluebird in my heart tha… wants to get out but I’m too tough for him, I say, stay in there, I’m not goi… to let anybody see
I met a genius on the train today about 6 years old, he sat beside me and as the train
So I was surprised when the phone rang a couple of nights later and it was Cassie. “What are you doing, Hank?” She gave me the address, it was either Westwood or West L. A. “I have plen...
at exactly 12:00 midnight 1973-74 Los Angeles it began to rain on the palm leaves outside my window
it was on the 2nd floor on Coronad… I used to get drunk and throw the radio through the wi… while it was playing, and, of cour… it would break the glass in the wi…
I phoned Joyce. “How’s it working with Purple Sti… “What did he do when you told him… “We were sitting across from each… “What happened?”
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…
this woman keeps phoning me even though I tell her I am livin… I love. I keep hearing noises in the envir… she phones,
I had been sleeping on a terrible mattress with the springs sticking into me for several years. That afternoon when I awakened I pulled the mattress off the bed, dragged it outside, and...
unaccountably we are alone forever alone and it was meant to be that way, was never meant
I’d tell them to have an unhappy l… affair, hemorrhoids, bad teeth and to drink cheap wine, avoid opera and golf and chess, to keep switching the head of thei…
this time has finished me. I feel like the German troops whipped by snow and the communists walking bent with newspapers stuffed into
he drank wine all night of the 28th, and he kept thinking of her: the way she walked and talked and… the way she told him things that s… but were not, and he knew the colo…
Marina Louise, Fay named the child. So there it was, Marina Louise Chinaski. In the crib by the window. Looking up at the tree leafs and bright designs whirling on the ceiling. Then she...
it is justified all dying is justified all killing all death all passing, nothing is in vain
