#AmericanWriters #1993 #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
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 ...
I took Tanya to Santa Anita. The current sensation was a 16 year old jockey still riding with his 5 pound bug advantage. He was from the east and was riding at Santa Anita for the first...
turmoil is the god madness is the god permanent living peace is permanent living death. agony can kill
half-past nowhere alone in the crumbling tower of myself stumbling in this the
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...
have we gone wrong again? we laugh less and less, become more sadly sane. all we want is the absence of others.
what you see is what you see: madhouses are rarely on display. that we still walk about and scratch ourselves and light
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
in junior high school Big Max was a problem. we’d be sitting during lunch hour eating our peanut butter sandwiche… and potato chips.
nobody goes downtown anymore the plants and trees have been cut… Pershing Square the grass is brown and the street preachers are not a…
the illusion is that you are simpl… reading this poem. the reality is that this is more than a poem.
all the way from Mexico straight from the fields to 14 wins 13 by k.o. he was ranked #3
Times were still hard. Nobody was any more surprised than I when Mears– Starbuck phoned and asked me to report to work the next Monday. I had gone all around town putting in dozens of a...
I can’t have it and you can’t have it and we won’t get it so don’t bet on it
drunk and writing poems at 3 a.m. what counts now is one more tight