I made practice runs down to skid row to get ready for my future. I didn’t like what I saw down there. Those men and women had no special daring or brilliance. They wanted what everybod...

the canaries were there, and the l… and the old woman with warts; and I was there, a child and I touched the piano keys as they talked—

the motion of the human heart: strangled over Missouri; sheathed in hot wax in Boston; burned like a potato in Norfolk; lost in the Allegheny Mountains;

I know that some night in some bedroom soon my fingers will rift

wha’, what did you expect? a schoo… some more practical lover filling… I’m a fool and no gentleman: I wa… with Crane in pajamas, but suicide… there’s less and less to kill.

my first and only wife painted and she talked to me about it: it’s all so painful

here things are tough but they’re mostly always tough. basically I’m just trying to get a… with the female. when you first meet them their eyes

I am driving down Wilton Avenue when this girl of about 15 dressed in tight blue jeans that grip her behind like two hand… steps out in front of my car

he sits all day at the bus stop at Sunset and Western his sleeping bag beside him. he’s dirty. nobody bothers him.

Our English teacher, Miss Gredis, was the absolute best. She was a blonde with a long sharp nose. Her nose wasn’t much good but you didn’t notice it when you looked at the rest of her. ...

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