#1977 #AmericanWriters #LoveIsADogFromHell
had lost the last race big somebody had stolen my coat could feel the flu coming on and my tires were low. I went in to get a
I began at 6:18 p.m. and Dave Janko did not begin until 10:36 p.m., so it could have been worse. Having a 10:06 thirty minute lunch, I was usually back by the time he got in. In he’d co...
“she shoots up in the neck,” she t… me. I told her to stick it into my ass and she tried and said, “oh oh… and I said, “what the hell’s the m… she said, “nothing, this is New Y…
got out, fellow said, “hey!” walke… me, we shook hands, he slipped me… tickets for free car washes, “find… told him, walked on through to wai… area with wife, we sat on outside…
I met a genius on the train today about 6 years old, he sat beside me and as the train
the waste of words continues with a stunning persistence as the waiter runs by carrying the… tray
16 years old during the depression I’d come home drunk and all my clothing— shorts, shirts, stockings—
the dream of a man is a whore with a gold tooth and a garter belt, perfumed with false eyebrows
It was hot that night at the reading, which was to be held at St. Mark’s Church. Tammie and I sat in what was used as the dressing room. Tammie found a full-length mirror leaning agains...
we were in bed and she started to fight: “you son of a bitch! you just wait… I’ll get you!” I began laughing:
these boys have got class they ought to make kings out of old men rolling cigarettes in rooms small enough
at the hospital that I have been going to the nurses seem overweight. they are bulky in their
too much too little too fat too thin or nobody.
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 is enough treachery, hatred… human being to supply any given ar… and the best at murder are those w… and the best at hate are those who… and the best at war finally are th…