if I suffer at this typewriter think how I’d feel among the lettuce— pickers of Salinas?

I was coming off an affair that ha… frankly, I was sliding down into a… really feeling shitty and low when I lucked into this lady with… covered with a jeweled canopy

he walks up to my Volks after I have parked and rocks it back and forth grinning around his

stew at noon, my dear; and look: the ants, the sawdust, the mica plants, the shadows of banks like bad jokes; do you think we’ll hear

I took Tanya to the airport the next afternoon. We had a drink in the same bar. The high-yellow wasn’t around; all that leg was with somebody else. “No. You love sex and there’s nothing...

I cut the middle fingernail of the… finger right hand real short and I began rubbing along her cunt

I got lucky the next day. They called my name. It was a different doctor. I stripped down. He turned a hot white light on me and looked me over. I was sitting on the edge of the examina...

The Stone’s favorite carrier was Matthew Battles. Battles never came in with a wrinkled shirt on. In fact, everything he wore was new, looked new. The shoes, the shirts, the pants, the ...

I have been looking at the same lampshade for 5 years and it has gathered

over my radio now comes the sound of a truly mad org… can see some monk drunk in a cellar mind gone or found,

well, first Mae West died and then George Raft, and Eddie G. Robinson’s been gone long time,

she was a short one getting fat and she had once been beautiful and she drank the wine she drank the wine in bed and