#Americans #XXCentury #1977 #LoveIsADogFromHell
Somehow the money slipped away after that and soon I left the track and sat around in my apartment waiting for the 90 days’ leave to run out. My nerves were raw from the drinking and th...
escape from the black widow spider is a miracle as great as art. what a web she can weave slowly drawing you to her she’ll embrace you
he met her at the racetrack, a str… blonde with round hips, well-bosom… turned-up nose, flower mouth, in a… wearing white high-heeled shoes. she began asking him questions abo…
you’re a beast, she said your big white belly and those hairy feet. you never cut your nails and you have fat hands
have we gone wrong again? we laugh less and less, become more sadly sane. all we want is the absence of others.
a woman, a tire that’s flat, a disease, a desire: fears in front of you, fears that hold so still
in the center of the action you have to lay down like an anima… until it charges, you have to lay down
There are sketches on the walls of… and outside a large green bus swer… insanity sprung from a waving line… says the radio, and Jane Austin,… “I am going to do her portrait on…
I had to fly to Illinois to give a reading at the University. I hated readings, but they helped with the rent and maybe they helped sell books. They got me out of east Hollywood, they g...
Long walks at night— that’s what good for the soul: peeking into windows watching tired housewives trying to fight off
shot in the eye shot in the brain shot in the ass shot like a flower in the dance amazing how death wins hands down
she was hot, she was so hot I didn’t want anybody else to have… and if I didn’t get home on time she’d be gone, and I couldn’t bear… I’d go mad. . .
Some say we should keep personal r… poem, stay abstract, and there is some r… but jezus; twelve poems gone and I don’t keep…
My father had two brothers. The younger was named Ben and the older was named John. Both were alcoholics and ne’er-do-wells. My parents often spoke of them. “Neither of them amount to a...
My father always ran the neighborhood kids away from our house. I was told not to play with them but I walked down the street and watched them anyhow. “Hey, Heinie!” they yelled, “Why d...