#Americans #XXCentury
I kept the date in mind. It was never any problem creating a split with Lydia. I was naturally a loner, content just to live with a woman, eat with her, sleep with her, walk down the st...
the old fart, he used his literary… to reel them in one at a time, each younger than the last. he liked to meet them for luncheon… wine
they laugh continually even when a board falls down and destroys a face or distorts a
this head like a saucer decorated with everything as lip to lip we hang in mechanical joy; my hands blaze with arias
The next night as they moved the group from the main build– ing to the training building, I stopped to talk to Gus the old newsboy. Gus had once been 3rd-ranked welterweight contender b...
sway with me, everything sad— madmen in stone houses without doors, lepers steaming love and song frogs trying to figure
are more beautiful than movie stars and they lounge on the lawn sunbathing
another bed another woman more curtains another bathroom another kitchen
my grandmother had a serious gas problem. we only saw her on Sunday. she’d sit down to dinner and she’d have gas.
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…
think of the beds used again and again to fuck in to die in. in this land
I am hung by a nail the sun melts my heart I am cousin to the snake
I’m in bed. it’s morning and I hear: where are your socks? please get dressed!
these things that we support most… have nothing to do with up, and we do with them out of boredom or fear or money or cracked intelligence;
The next day I sat in the hall in my green tin chair, waiting to be called. Across from me sat a man who had something wrong with his nose. It was very red and very raw and very fat and...