majestic, magic infinite my little girl is sun on the carpet—
of course, I may die in the next t… and I’m ready for that but what I’m really worried about… that my editor—publisher might ret… even though he is ten years younge…
do not b other the beagle lying th… away from grass and flowers and pa… dreaming dogdreams, or perhaps dre… nothing, as men do awake; yes, leave him be, in that simple…
sleep at Lila’s and in the morning we get the breakfast special at th… then it’s up to her friend Buffy’s… Buffy has boy twins, father in dou… in a $150-a-month apt.
I am in this low—slung sports car painted a deep, rich yellow driving under an Italian sun. I have a British accent. I’m wearing dark shades
was much easier to be a genius in… only 3 or 4 literary magazines and… or 5 times you could end up in Ger… you could possibly meet Picasso fo… maybe only Miró.
the higher you climb the greater the pressure. those who manage to endure learn
it was on the 2nd floor on Coronad… I used to get drunk and throw the radio through the wi… while it was playing, and, of cour… it would break the glass in the wi…
he’s 17 . mother, he said, how do I crack an egg? all right, she said to me, you don… sit there looking like that.
he was a good one say 18, 19, marine and every time woman came down the train aisle
in the center of the action you have to lay down like an anima… until it charges, you have to lay down
takes lot of desperation dissatisfaction and
John F. Kennedy flower knocks upo… shot through the neck; the gladiolas gather by the dozens… India dripping into Ceylon;
he comes out at 7:30 a.m. every da… with 3 peanut butter sandwiches, a… there’s one can of beer which he floats in the baitbucket. he fishes for hours with a small t…
places to hunt places to hide are getting harder to find, and pet canaries and goldfish too, did you… that?
the old L.A. Public Library burn… down that library downtown and with it went large part of my
well, first Mae West died and then George Raft, and Eddie G. Robinson’s been gone long time,
my goldfish stares with watery eye… into the hemisphere of my sorrow; upon the thinnest of threads we hang together, hang hang hang
the hearse comes through the room… the beheaded, the disappeared, the… mad. the flies are a glue of sticky pas… their wings will not
live alone in a small room and read the newspapers and sleep alone in the dark dreaming of crowds.
what is it about lobsters and crab… those white-pink shells that always make me hungry just looking at them there in the butcher’s display case
all the women all their kisses the different ways they love and talk and need. their ears they all have
there waas a rock-and-mud slide on the Pacific Coast Highway and… detour and they directed us up int… and traffic was slow and it was ho… we were lost.
re-reading some of Fante’s The Wine of Youth in bed this mid-afternoon my big cat
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.
sitting on a 2nd-floor porch at 1:… while looking out over the city. could be worse. we needn’t accomplish great things…
are we going to the movies or not? she asked him. all right, he said, let’s go. I’m not going to put any pan ties… so you can finger-fuck me in the
we buy the scandal sheets at the s… get into bed and eat pretzels and… the church bells ring and the dogs… we turn on the tv and watch very b… then she goes down and brings up i…
knew you were a bad-ass,” he said. you sat in the back of Art class a… you never said anything. then I saw you in that brutal figh… with the guy with the dirty yellow
you have to have it or the walls w… in. you have to give everything up, th… away, everything away. you have to look at what you look…
