long ago he edited a little magazi… was up in San Francisco during the beat era during the reading-poetry-with-jaz… and I remember him because he neve…

I tried it standing up this time. it doesn’t usually work. this time it seemed

I suppose it’s raining in some Sp… while I’m feeling bad like this; I’d like to think so now.

Lydia met me at the airport. She was horny as usual. “Jesus Christ,” she said. “I’m hot! I play with myself but it doesn’t do any good.” “Lydia, my leg is still in terrible shape. I jus...

the house next door makes me sad. both man and wife rise early and go to work. they arrive home in early evening.

Later in the hospital they were dabbing at my knees with pieces of cotton that had been soaked in something. It burned. My elbows burned too. The doctor was bending over me with a nurse...

Cecelia sat and watched us drink. I could see that I repulsed her. I ate meat. I had no god. I liked to fuck. Nature didn’t interest me. I never voted. I liked wars. Outer space bored m...

the blazing shark wants my balls as I walk through the meat section looking for salami and cheese purple housewives

think of de vils in hell and stare at a beautiful vase of flowers as the woman in my bedroom

the cops want me to come down and… some guy who tried to rape me. I’ve lost the key to my car again;… the key to open the door but not t… to start it.

The Stone’s favorite carrier was Matthew Battles. Battles never came in with a wrinkled shirt on. In fact, everything he wore was new, looked new. The shoes, the shirts, the pants, the ...

the pleasures of the damned are limited to brief moments of happiness: like the eyes in the look of a dog… like a square of wax,

big sloppy wounded dog hit by a car and walking toward the curbing making enormous sounds