#Americans #XXCentury #1973 #BurningInWaterDrowningInFlame #ItCatchesMyHeartInItsHands
Bruckner wasn’t bad even though he got down on his knees and proclaimed Wagner the master.
the old folks play a game in the park overlooking the sea shoving markers across cement with wooden sticks. four play, two on each side
“You ought to try to be like Abe Mortenson,” said my mother, “he gets straight A’s. Why can’t you ever get any A’s?” “Henry is dead on his ass,” said my father. “Sometimes I can’t belie...
I began receiving letters from a girl in New York City. Her name was Mindy. She had run across a couple of my books, but the best thing about her letters was that she seldom mentioned w...
the waste of words continues with a stunning persistence as the waiter runs by carrying the… tray
they took my man off the street the other day he wore an L.A. Rams sweatshirt w… the sleeves cut off
Wednesday night found me at the airport waiting for Iris. I sat around and looked at the women. None of them—except for one or two—looked as good as Iris. There was something wrong with...
I don’t know how many bottles of b… I have consumed while waiting for… to get better. I don’t know how much wine and whi… and beer
twitching in the sheets— to face the sunlight again, that’s clearly trouble. I like the city better when the
Dee Dee had a place in the Hollywood Hills. Dee Dee shared the place with a friend, another lady executive, Bianca. Bianca took the top floor and Dee Dee the bottom. I rang the bell. It...
she undressed in front of me keeping her pussy to the front while I lay in bed with a bottle o… beer. where’d you get that wart on
I’ve always had trouble with money. this one place I worked everybody ate hot dogs and potato chips
Sunday, I am eating a grapefruit, church is over at the… Orthadox to the west. she is dark
in the slow Mexican air I watched… and they cut off his ear, and his… no more terror than a rock. driving back the next day we stopp… and watched the golden red and blu…
The boys on Dorsey station didn’t know my problems. I’d enter through the back way each night, hide my sweater in a tray and walk in to get my timecard: We had a game going, the black-w...