#AmericanWriters #1977 #LoveIsADogFromHell
Lydia returned and found a nice apartment in the Burbank area. She seemed to care a lot more for me than before we parted. “My husband had this big cock and that’s all he had. He had no...
we take what we can see— the engines driving us mad, lovers finally hating; this fish in the market staring upward into our minds;
stuck in the rain on the freeway,… these are the lucky ones, these ar… dutifully employed, most with thei… as possible as they try not to thi… this is our new civilization: as m…
I heard it first while screwing a… who had the biggest box in Scranton. I listened to it again as I wrote… to my mother
We were in the air twenty minutes when she took a mirror out of her purse and began to make up her face, mostly the eyes. She worked at her eyes with a small brush, concentrating on the...
they found him walking along the f… all red in front he had taken a rusty tin can and cut off his sexual
our marriage book, it says. I look through it. they lasted ten years. they were young once.
and the subnormal. all through grammar school junior high high school junior college
this head like a saucer decorated with everything as lip to lip we hang in mechanical joy; my hands blaze with arias
Phillipe ’s is an old time cafe off Alameda street just a little north and east of the main post office. Phillipe’s opens at 5 a.m.
is an orange animal with hand grenades fire power
I met an old drunk on the street one afternoon. I used to know him from the days with Betty when we made the rounds of the bars. He told me that he was now a postal clerk and that there...
The drilling and squeezing continued for weeks but there was little result. When one boil vanished another would appear. I often stood in front of the mirror alone, wondering how ugly a...
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…
I see old people on pensions in th… supermarkets and they are thin and… proud and they are dying they are starving on their feet an… nothing. long ago, among other lie…