#1977 #AmericanWriters #LoveIsADogFromHell
having the low down blues and goin… into a restraunt to eat. you sit at a table. the waitress smiles at you. she’s dumpy. her ass is too big.
My mother went to her low-paying job each morning and my father, who didn’t have a job, left each morning too. Although most of the neighbors were unemployed he didn’t want them to thin...
like in a chair the color of the s… as you listen to lazy piano music and the aircraft overhead are not at war. where the last drink is as good as
death wants more death, and its we… I remember my father’s garage, how… I would brush the corpses of flies from the windows they thought were… their sticky, ugly, vibrant bodies
I have a saying, “the tough ones a… back.” but Vera was kinder than most, and so I was surprised when she arrived that night
Lydia liked parties. And Harry was a party-giver. So we were on our way to Harry Ascot’s. Harry was the editor of Retort, a little magazine. His wife wore long see-through dresses, show...
by God, I don’t know what to do. they’re so nice to have around. they have a way of playing with the balls
I was always a natural slob I liked to lay upon the bed in undershirt (stained, of course) (and with cigarette holes)
I was shacked with a 24 year old girl from New York City for two weeks—about the time of the garbage
But, there were still bits of action. One guy was caught on the same stairway that I had been trapped on. He was caught there with his head under some girl’s skirt. Then one of the girl...
New Year’s Eve was another bad night for me to get through. My parents had always delighted in New Year’s Eve, listening to it approach on the radio, city by city, until it arrived in L...
she bent over the side of the bed and opened the portfolio along the side of the wall. we were drinking. she said, “you promised me these
all right, while we are gently cel… and while crazy classical music le… my small radio, I light a fresh ci… and realize that I am still very m… the 21st century is almost upon me…
at high noon at a small college near the beach sober the sweat running down my arms a spot of sweat on the table
outside my window Sunday. I am eating a grapefruit. church is over at the… Orthodox to the west.