liked D . H. Lawrence he could get so indignant he snapped and he ripped with wonderfully energetic sentenc… he could lay the word down

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...

the wind blows hard to night and it’s a cold wind and I think about the boys on the row. hope some of them have a bottle

another bed another woman more curtains another bathroom another kitchen

there he is: not too many hangovers not too many fights with women not too many flat tires never a thought of suicide

I have been hanging here headless for so long that the body has forgotten

the drifting of the mind. the slow loss, the leaking away. one’s demise is not very interesti… from my bed I watch 3 birds throug… one coal black, one dark brown, th…

I’ve always had trouble with money. this one place I worked everybody ate hot dogs and potato chips

once bought a toy rabbit at a department store and now he sits and ponders me with pink sheer eyes: He wants golf balls and glass

sitting in a dark bedroom with 3 j… female. brown paper bags filled with trash… everywhere. is one-thirty in the afternoon.

the kid went back to New York Cit… he met in a kibbutz. he left his mother at the age of 32, a well-kept fellow, sense of h… wore the same pair of shorts