#AmericanWriters #1977 #LoveIsADogFromHell
my friend William is a fortunate m… he lacks the imagination to suffer he kept his first job his first wife can drive a car 50,000 miles
they get up on their garage roof both of them 80 or 90 years old standing on the slant she wanting to fall really all the way
never even in calmer times have I ever dreamed of bicycling through that
The phone rang the next morning. Lydia had gone back to her place. It was Bobby, the kid who lived in the next block and worked in the porno bookstore. “Mindy’s down here. She wants you...
sitting in a dark bedroom with 3 j… female. brown paper bags filled with trash… everywhere. is one-thirty in the afternoon.
they called Céline a Nazi they called Pound a fascist they called Hamsun a Nazi and a f… they put Dostoevsky in front of a… squad
one of Lorca’s best lines is, “agony, always agony ...” think of this when you
good weather is like good women— it doesn’t always happen and when it does
One morning about 10 a.m. the phon… I recognized the voice and began t… “Yes, yes, Miss Graves, but go on… “So therefore we have notified the… “And you are scheduled to throw yo…
suppose like others have come through fire and sword, love gone wrong, head-on crashes, drunk at sea, and I have listened to the simple…
I’m big I suppose that’s why my women alwa… small but this 6 foot goddess who deals in real estate
Jimmy Hatcher worked part time in a grocery store. While none of us could get jobs he could always get one. He had his little movie star face and his mother had a great body. With his f...
“I’ve made it,” she said, “I’ve c… through.” she had on new boots, pa… and a white sweater. “I know what… want now.” she was from Chicago an… had settled in L.A.’s Fairfax dis…
is an orange animal with hand grenades fire power
my first and only wife painted and she talked to me about it: it’s all so painful