#Americans #XXCentury #1993 #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
3 small boys run toward me blowing whistles and they scream you’re under arrest! you’re drunk!
they’d come around and they’d ask “you finished your 2nd novel yet?” “no.”
Long walks at night— that’s what good for the soul: peeking into windows watching tired housewives trying to fight off
I paid this one’s fare all the way… to San Francisco then flew up to meet her at her br… and I got drunk and talked all night about a redhe…
old grey-haired waitresses in cafes at night have given it up, and as I walk down sidewalks of light and look into windows
I am hung by a nail the sun melts my heart I am cousin to the snake
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
takes lot of desperation dissatisfaction and
The funeral was to be at 10:30 a.m. but it was already hot. I had on a cheap black suit, bought and fitted in a rush. It was my first new suit in years. I had located the son. We drove ...
sometimes I forget about him and h… innocence, almost idiotic, awkward… he liked walking over bridges and… to night I think about him, the wa… one felt space between his lines,…
Then I was called down to personnel at the old Federal Build– ing. They let me sit the usual 45 minutes or hour and one half. The man walked me back to a desk. There sat this woman. She...
it is the man you’ve never seen wh… keeps you going, the one who might arrive someday. he isn’t out on the streets or
To give life you must take life, and as our grief falls flat and ho… upon the billion—blooded sea I pass upon serious inward—breakin… with white—legged, white—bellied r…
she’s not for you, man, she’s not your type, she’s erased she’s been used she’s got all the wrong
he talked about Steinbeck and Tho… wrote like a cross between the two… and I lived in a hotel on Figuero… close to the bars and he lived further uptown in a s…
