#1977 #AmericanWriters #LoveIsADogFromHell
my father always said, “early to b… early to rise makes a man healthy,… and wise.” it was lights out at 8 p.m. in our… and we were up at dawn to the smel…
places to hunt places to hide are getting harder to find, and pet canaries and goldfish too, did you… that?
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…
Everybody had gym period at the same time. Baldy’s locker was about four or five down from mine in the same row. I went to my locker early. Baldy and I had a similar problem. We hated w...
I read a book about John Dos Pas… the book once radical—communist John ended up in the Hollywood Hi… and reading the Wall Street Journal
I’m glad when they arrive and I’m glad when they leave I’m glad when I hear their heels approaching my door and I’m glad when those heels
boy, don’t come around here tellin… can’t cut it, that they’re pitching you low and insid… they are conspiring against you, that all you want is a chance but…
the dead can sleep they don’t get up and rage they don’t have a wife. her white face like a flower in a closed
Four or five days passed. The phone rang. It was Tammie. “Listen, Hank. You know that little bridge you cross in your car when you drive to my mother’s place?” “Well, right by there the...
we are gathered here now to bury her in this poem. she did not marry an unemployed wi… beat her every
my first and only wife painted and she talked to me about it: it’s all so painful
I went with two ladies down to Venice to look for antique furniture. I parked in back of the store and went in with them.
I have seen an old man around town… carrying an enormous pack. he uses a walking stick and moves up and down the streets with this pack strapped to his bac…
had lost the last race big somebody had stolen my coat could feel the flu coming on and my tires were low. I went in to get a
the soldiers march without guns the graves are empty peacocks glide in the rain down stairways march great men smi… there is food enough and rent enou…