#Americans #XXCentury
The 5th grade was a little better. The other students seemed less hostile and I was growing larger physically. I still wasn’t chosen for the homeroom teams but I was threatened less. Da...
I hear them outside: “does he always type this late?” “no, it’s very unusual.” “he shouldn’t type this
nobody goes downtown anymore the plants and trees have been cut… Pershing Square the grass is brown and the street preachers are not a…
Office of Postmaster—United States Post Office—January 1, 1970 The attention of all employees is directed to the Code of Ethics for postal employees as set forth in Part 742 of the Post...
long ago he edited a little magazi… was up in San Francisco during the beat era during the reading-poetry-with-jaz… and I remember him because he neve…
he walks up to my Volks after I have parked and rocks it back and forth grinning around his
he used to sell papers in front: Get your winners! Get rich on a d… and about the 3rd or 4th race you’d see him rolling in on his ro… with roller skates underneath.
yes, it’s dark in here. can’t open the door. can’t open the jam lid. can’t find a pair of socks that ma… was born in Andernach in 1920 and…
awaken at 11:30 a.m. get into my chinos and a clean gre… open a Miller’s, and nothing in the mailbox but the Berkeley Tribe
I had been sleeping on a terrible mattress with the springs sticking into me for several years. That afternoon when I awakened I pulled the mattress off the bed, dragged it outside, and...
he lives in a house with a swimmin… and says the job is killing him. he is 27. I am 44. I can’t seem t… get rid of
the blue pencil of the wave shots of yellow road a steering wheel an insane woman sitting next to you
dying for a beer dying for and of life on a windy afternoon in Hollywood listening to symphony music from m… on the floor.
the higher you climb the greater the pressure. those who manage to endure learn
sway with me, everything sad— madmen in stone houses without doors, lepers steaming love and song frogs trying to figure