Then there were only 6 or 7 of us.… “How you doing on your scheme, Ch… “No trouble at all,” I said. “O.… “Yes, Woodburn.” “Listen, I don’t like to be bothe…

is the slim tall ear-ringed bedroom damsel dressed in a long gown

the old L.A. Public Library burn… down that library downtown and with it went large part of my

are more beautiful than movie stars and they lounge on the lawn sunbathing

the rooms at the hospital went for 550 a day. that was for the room alone. the amazing thing, though, was tha… in some of the rooms

the boys come up the boys climb up the brown pole as the waterheater gurgles in Spanish

I remember the Model-T. Sitting high, the running boards seemed friendly, and on cold days, in the mornings, and often at other times, my father had to fit the hand-crank into the front...

the motion of the human heart: strangled over Missouri; sheathed in hot wax in Boston; burned like a potato in Norfolk; lost in the Allegheny Mountains;

they don’t make it the beautiful die in flame— suicide pills, rat poison, rope, w… ever... they rip their arms off,

I’m not going to die easy; I’ve sat on your suicide beds in some of the worst holes in America,

at exactly 12:00 midnight 1973-74 Los Angeles it began to rain on the palm leaves outside my window

they say that nothing is wasted: either that or it all is.

he hooked to the body hard took it well and loved to fight had seven in a row and a small fle… over one eye,