#AmericanWriters #1993 #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
Then the supervisor moved us to a new aisle. We had been there ten hours. “Before you begin,” the soup said, "I want to tell you some– thing. Each tray of this type of mail must be stuc...
16 years old during the depression I’d come home drunk and all my clothing— shorts, shirts, stockings—
screen like a burglar to take your… the snake had crawled the hole, and she said, tell me about yourself.
Mongolian coasts shining in light, listen to the pulse of the sun, the tiger is the same to all of us and high oh so high on the branch
Shirley came to town with a broken… and met the Chicano who smoked long slim cigars and they got a place together on Beacon street
red summers and black satin charcoal and blood ringing the sheets while snails are stepped on and moths go batty
Christmas eve, alone, in a motel room down the coast near the Pacific— hear it?
225 days under grass and you know more than I. they have long taken your blood, you are a dry stick in a basket. is this how it works?
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)
dying has its rough edge. no escaping now. the warden has his eye on me. his bad eye. I’m doing hard time now.
Back in L.A., there was almost a week of peace. Then the phone rang. It was the owner of a Manhattan Beach nightclub, Marty Seavers. I had read there a couple of times before. The club ...
The next night Bobby and Valerie came over. They had recently moved into my apartment building and now lived across the court. Bobby had on his tight knit shirt. Everything always fitte...
After 3 years I made “regular.” That meant holiday pay (subs didn’t get paid for holidays) and a 40 hour week with 2 days off. The Stone was also forced to assign me as relief man to 5 ...
I walked into the counselor’s office. It was Eddie Beaver sitting behind the desk. The clerks called him “Skinny Beaver.” He had a pointed head, pointed nose, pointed chin. He was all p...
for five years I have been looking across the way at the side of a red apartment hou… there must be people in there even love in there