#AmericanWriters #1973 #AtTerrorStreetAndAgonyWay #BurningInWaterDrowningInFlame
a very miraculous thing just happe… my beerbottle flipped over backwar… and landed on its bottom on the fl… and I have set it upon the table t… but the photos were not so lucky t…
I took Tammie. We got there a little early and went to a bar across the street. We got a table. “Now don’t drink too much, Hank. You know how you slur your words and miss your lines whe...
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...
I don’t beat the walls with my fis… I just sit but it rushes in a tide of it. the woman in the court behind me h…
rose red sunlight; take it apart in the garage like a puzzle:
the night I was going to die I was sweating on the bed and I could hear the crickets and there was a cat fight outside and I could feel my soul dropping…
you came out, she said, and then you kicked this guy’s car and then you threw yourself into a… you crushed the whole bush,
he walks up to my Volks after I have parked and rocks it back and forth grinning around his
Van Gogh cut off his ear gave it to a prostitute who flung it away in extreme
big sloppy wounded dog hit by a car and walking toward the curbing making enormous sounds
I was standing in line at the bank… when the old fellow in front of me dropped his glasses (luckily, with… case) and as he bent over
the boys come up the boys climb up the brown pole as the waterheater gurgles in Spanish
I’ve watched this city burn twice in my lifetime and the most notable event was the reaction of the politicians in the
The next morning Tammie found a prescription in her purse. “I’ve got to get this filled,” she said. “Look at it.” It was wrinkled and the ink had run. “Well, he tried to get this prescr...
here I’ll be 55 in a week. what will I write about