there are many single women in the… with one or two or three children and one wonders where the husbands have gone or where the lovers have gone

That night I gave another bad reading. I didn’t care. They didn’t care. If John Cage could get one thousand dollars for eating an apple, I’d accept $500 plus air fare for being a lemon....

my moustache is pasted-on and my wig and my eyebrows and even my eyes... then something stuns me... the lampshades swing, I hear

By the time they called me to dinner I was able to pull up my clothing and walk to the breakfast nook where we ate all our meals except on Sunday. There were two pillows on my chair. I ...

in junior high school Big Max was a problem. we’d be sitting during lunch hour eating our peanut butter sandwiche… and potato chips.

drunk and writing poems at 3 a.m. what counts now is one more tight

blue fish, the blue night, a blue… everything is blue. and my cats are blue: blue fur, bl… blue whiskers, blue eyes. my bed lamp shines

he was just a cat cross-eyed, dirty white with pale blue eyes

I always wanted to ball Henry Miller, she said, but by the time I got there it was too late. damn it, I said, you girls

Three or four days later I found her note and phoned Debra. She said, “Come on over.” She gave me the directions to Playa del Rey and I drove over. She had a small rented house with a f...

Bruckner wasn’t bad even though he got down on his knees and proclaimed Wagner the master.

When Jonstone saw me the next 5 a.m. he spun in his swivel and his face and his shirt were the same color. But he said nothing. I didn’t care. I had been up to 2 a.m. drinking and screw...

the pleasures of the damned are limited to brief moments of happiness: like the eyes in the look of a dog… like a square of wax,