#1993 #AmericanWriters #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
I had to fly to Illinois to give a reading at the University. I hated readings, but they helped with the rent and maybe they helped sell books. They got me out of east Hollywood, they g...
red hair real she whirled it and she asked “is my ass still on?”
he was just a cat cross-eyed, dirty white with pale blue eyes
I awaken about noon and go out to… in my old torn bathrobe. I’m hung over hair down in my eyes barefoot
Sam the whorehouse man has squeaky shoes and he walks up and down the court squeaking and talking to
The first three or four days at Mears-Starbuck were identical. In fact, similarity was a very dependable thing at Mears-Starbuck. The caste system was an accepted fact. There wasn’t a s...
at high noon at a small college near the beach sober the sweat running down my arms a spot of sweat on the table
One night my father took me on his milk route. There were no longer any horsedrawn wagons. The milk trucks now had engines. After loading up at the milk company we drove off on his rout...
a very miraculous thing just happe… my beerbottle flipped over backwar… and landed on its bottom on the fl… and I have set it upon the table t… but the photos were not so lucky t…
my mother, father and I walked to the market once a week for our government relief food: cans of beans, cans of
outside my window Sunday. I am eating a grapefruit. church is over at the… Orthodox to the west.
the legs are gone and the hopes—th… and I haven’t shaved in sixteen da… but the mailman still makes his ro… water still comes out of the fauce… myself with glazed and milky eyes…
the rooms at the hospital went for 550 a day. that was for the room alone. the amazing thing, though, was tha… in some of the rooms
I phoned Joyce. “How’s it working with Purple Sti… “What did he do when you told him… “We were sitting across from each… “What happened?”
vain vanilla ladies strutting while van Gogh did it to himself. girls pulling on silk hose