#AmericanWriters #1993 #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
the old folks play a game in the park overlooking the sea shoving markers across cement with wooden sticks. four play, two on each side
often it is the only thing between you and impossibility. no drink,
he got knifed in broad daylight, c… holding his hands over his gut, dr… on the pavement. nobody waiting in line left their… he made it to the Mission doorway,…
I pick up the skirt, I pick up the sparkling beads in black, this thing that moved once around flesh,
I was in the 4th grade when I found out about it. I was probably one of the last to know, because I still didn’t talk to anybody. A boy walked up to “Your mother has a hole . . .”—he to...
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I cross the room to the last wall the last window the last pink sun with its arms around the world
I read a book about John Dos Pas… the book once radical—communist John ended up in the Hollywood Hi… and reading the Wall Street Journal
I see you drinking at a fountain w… blue hands, no, your hands are not… they are small, and the fountain i… where you wrote me that last lette… I answered and never heard from yo…
Just give me a little atomic bomb Not too mutch just a little Enough to kill a horse in the stre… But there aren’t any horses in the… Enough to knock the flowers from a…
there’s a bluebird in my heart tha… wants to get out but I’m too tough for him, I say, stay in there, I’m not goi… to let anybody see
the cockroach crouched against the tile while I was pissing and as I turned my head he hauled his butt
this one always arrives at the wrong time a basically good sort I suppose an honest man
she reads to me from the New York… which I don’t buy, don’t know how they get in here, but it’s something about the Mafia one of the heads of the Mafia
you consult psychiatrists and phil… when things aren’t going well and whores when they are. the whores are there for young boy… men; to the young boys they say,