#1993 #AmericanWriters #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
the lilies storm my brain by god by god like nazi storm troopers! do you think I’m going tizzy?
I took it home, opened the beer, got into bed and began. It started well. It was about how Janko had lived in small rooms and starved while trying to find a job. He had trouble with the...
Tammie came by that night. She appeared to be high on uppers. “I want some champagne,” she said. Then the phone rang. It was Lydia. “I just wondered how you were doing. ...” “You know D...
this head like a saucer decorated with everything as lip to lip we hang in mechanical joy; my hands blaze with arias
what i liked about e.e. cummings was that he cut away from the holiness of the word and with charm
My drinking slowed down the next week. I went to the racetrack to get fresh air and sunshine and plenty of walking. At night I drank, wondering why I was still alive, how the scheme wor...
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
you just don’t know how to do it, you know that, and you can’t do a lot of other useful things either. it’s the fault of the
my first and only wife painted and she talked to me about it: it’s all so painful
first they used to, he told me, gun and bomb the elephants, you could hear their screams over… but you flew high to bomb the peop… you never saw it,
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…
a great white light dawns across t… continent as we fawn over our failed traditi… often kill to preserve them or sometimes kill just to kill.
On Thanksgiving Iris prepared the turkey and put it in the oven. Bobby and Valerie came over for a few drinks but they didn’t stay. It was refreshing. Iris had on another dress, just as...
I began at 6:18 p.m. and Dave Janko did not begin until 10:36 p.m., so it could have been worse. Having a 10:06 thirty minute lunch, I was usually back by the time he got in. In he’d co...
cigarettes wetted with beer from the night before you light one gag open the door for air