#1977 #AmericanWriters #LoveIsADogFromHell
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...
I used to hold my social security… up in the air, he told me, but I was so small they couldn’t see it,
he was just a cat cross-eyed, dirty white with pale blue eyes
I was coming off an affair that ha… frankly, I was sliding down into a… really feeling shitty and low when I lucked into this lady with… covered with a jeweled canopy
call it love stand it up in the failing light put it in a dress pray sing beg cry laugh
She wasn’t really a cop, she was a clerk-cop. And she started coming in and telling me about a guy who wore a purple stick pin and was a “real gentleman.” “Well,” I’d ask, “how was old ...
I had just won $115 from the heads… was naked upon my bed listening to an opera by one of th… and had just gotten rid of a very… when there was a knock upon the wo…
I saw Bobby out front the next day when I went to buy a newspaper. “Louie phoned,” he said, “he told me what happened to him.” “He ran outside to vomit and Tammie grabbed his cock while...
had lost the last race big somebody had stolen my coat could feel the flu coming on and my tires were low. I went in to get a
are we going to the movies or not? she asked him. all right, he said, let’s go. I’m not going to put any pan ties… so you can finger-fuck me in the
I heard it first while screwing a… who had the biggest box in Scranton. I listened to it again as I wrote… to my mother
which reminds me I shacked with Jane for 7 years she was a drunk I loved her my parents hated her
My drinking slowed down the next week. I went to the racetrack to get fresh air and sunshine and plenty of walking. At night I drank, wondering why I was still alive, how the scheme wor...
This will refer to the letter addressed to you dated August 17, 1969, proposing your suspension without pay for three days or other disciplinary action, based on Charge No. 1 specified ...
3 small boys run toward me blowing whistles and they scream you’re under arrest! you’re drunk!