#Americans #XXCentury #1993 #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
I was surprised the next morning when April knocked on the door. April was the one on ATD who had been at Harry Ascot’s party and who had left with the speed freak. It was 11 am. April ...
my daughter is most glorious. we are eating a takeout snack in my car in Santa Monica.
he came to the door one night wet… terrorized white cross-eyed tailless cat took him in and fed him and he sta… grew to trust me until a friend dr…
One night I was coming around the corner after sneaking down to the cafeteria for a pack of smokes. And there was a face I knew. It was Tom Moto! The guy I had subbed with under The Sto...
Go to Tibet. Ride a camel. Read the Bible. Dye your shoes blue. Grow a Beard.
The phone rang the next morning. Lydia had gone back to her place. It was Bobby, the kid who lived in the next block and worked in the porno bookstore. “Mindy’s down here. She wants you...
women don’t know how to love, she told me. you know how to love but women just want to leech.
the swans drown in bilge water, take down the signs, test the poisons, barricade the cow from the bull,
Then the supervisor moved us to a new aisle. We had been there ten hours. “Before you begin,” the soup said, "I want to tell you some– thing. Each tray of this type of mail must be stuc...
On Thursday night Bobby phoned again. “Hey, man, what are you doing?” “Oh, come on, man, I’ll just stay for a few beers. . . .” “You treat him mean. He gets lonely when his wife is at w...
I laugh sometimes when I think ab… say Céline at a typewriter or Dostoevsky... or Hamsun...
the dream of a man is a whore with a gold tooth and a garter belt, perfumed with false eyebrows
he talks like he writes and he has a face like a dove, unt… externals. little shiver of horror runs throu… about
liked D . H. Lawrence he could get so indignant he snapped and he ripped with wonderfully energetic sentenc… he could lay the word down
I have lain in bed all day but I have written one poem and I am up now looking out the window and like a novelist might say