#1993 #AmericanWriters #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
I went up to Tammie’s place with my cardboard cartons. First I got the items she mentioned. Then I found other things—other dresses and blouses, shoes, an iron, a hair dryer, Dancy’s cl...
she lived in Galveston and was int… T.M. and I went down to visit her and w… continually even though it was ver… weather
I went to my place, started drinking. I snapped on the radio and found some classical music. I got my Coleman lantern out of the closet. I turned out the lights and sat playing with the...
the blue pencil of the wave shots of yellow road a steering wheel an insane woman sitting next to you
we tried to hide it in the house s… neighbors wouldn’t see. was difficult, sometimes we both h… be gone at once and when we return… there would be excreta and urine a…
The next day was Saturday and Debra cooked us breakfast. “Are you coming antique hunting with us today?” We ate in silence for a while, then she said, “I liked your reading at The Lance...
she’s young, she said, but look at me, I have pretty ankles, and look at my wrists, I have pret… wrists
monkey feet small and blue walking toward you as the back of a building falls of… and an airplane chews the white sk…
“what?” they say, “you got a computer?” it’s like I have sold out to the enemy. I had no idea so many
“she shoots up in the neck,” she t… me. I told her to stick it into my ass and she tried and said, “oh oh… and I said, “what the hell’s the m… she said, “nothing, this is New Y…
you gotta have wars suppose World War One was the bes… really, you know, both sides were… they really had something to fight… they really thought they had somet…
believe in earning one’s own way but I also believe in the unexpect… gift and it is a wondrous thing when a woman who has read your wor…
the old L.A. Public Library burn… down that library downtown and with it went large part of my
red face Texas and age he’s at an L.A. racetrack
the 3 horse clipped the heels of the 7, they both went down and the 9 stumbled over them, jocks rolling, horses’ legs flung skyward.