#AmericanWriters #1993 #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
and the sun wields mercy but like a jet torch carried to hi… and the jets whip across its sight and rockets leap like toads, and the boys get out the maps
I took it home, opened the beer, got into bed and began. It started well. It was about how Janko had lived in small rooms and starved while trying to find a job. He had trouble with the...
she pulled her dress off over her head and I saw the panties indented somewhat into the crotch.
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...
he walks up to my Volks after I have parked and rocks it back and forth grinning around his
“what?” they say, “you got a computer?” it’s like I have sold out to the enemy. I had no idea so many
when you’re young a pair of female high-heeled shoes just sitting
neither does this mean the dead are at the door begging bread before
I was sitting next to a young girl who didn’t know her scheme very well. “Where does 2900 Roteford go?" she asked me. "Try throwing it to 33," I told her. “You say you’re from Kansas Ci...
We are like roses that have never… bloom when we should have bloomed… it is as if the sun has become disgusted with waiting
it is like this when you slip down, done like a wound-up victrola (you remember those?) and you go downtown
the balance is preserved by the sn… the Santa Monica cliffs; the luck is in walking down Wester… and having the girls in a massage parlor holler at you, “Hello, Swe…
Lydia liked parties. And Harry was a party-giver. So we were on our way to Harry Ascot’s. Harry was the editor of Retort, a little magazine. His wife wore long see-through dresses, show...
this man sometimes forgets who he is. sometimes he thinks he’s the Pope. other times he thinks he’s a
John F. Kennedy flower knocks upo… shot through the neck; the gladiolas gather by the dozens… India dripping into Ceylon;
