#AmericanWriters #1993 #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
now more and more all these people running around wearing the American Flag Shirt and it was more or less once assum… think but I’m not sure)
she had huge thighs and a very good laugh she laughed at everything and the curtains were yellow and I finished
I think of automobiles parked in a parking lot when I think of myself dead I think of frying pans when I think of myself dead
there was a frozen tree that I wan… but the shells came down and in Vegas looking across at a g… at 3:30 in the morning, I died without nails, without a co…
my mother knocked on my rooming-ho… and came in looked in the dresser drawer: Henry you don’t have any clean stockings?
It was 12 hours a night, plus supervisors, plus clerks, plus the fact that you could hardly breathe in that pack of flesh, plus stale baked food in the “non-profit” cafeteria. Plus the ...
she reads to me from the New York… which I don’t buy, don’t know how they get in here, but it’s something about the Mafia one of the heads of the Mafia
Not much happened during the rest of her stay. We drank, we ate, we fucked. There were no arguments. We took long drives down along the shore, ate at seafood cafes. I didn’t bother with...
she was in her orange Volks waitin… as I walked up the street with 2 six packs and a pint of sco… and she jumped out and began grabbing the beerbottles…
my father always said, “early to b… early to rise makes a man healthy,… and wise.” it was lights out at 8 p.m. in our… and we were up at dawn to the smel…
Within a day or two, about 1 pm in the afternoon there was a knock at my door. It was a painter, Monty Riff, or so he informed me. He also told me that I used to get drunk with him when...
at the hospital that I have been going to the nurses seem overweight. they are bulky in their
my mother, father and I walked to the market once a week for our government relief food: cans of beans, cans of
I wait on life like a pregnancy, p… the gut but all I hear now is the piano slamming its teeth throu… brain
I been readin’ you for a long time… I just put Billy Boy to bed, he got 7 mean ticks from somewhere… I got 2, my husband, Benny, he got 3.