#AmericanWriters
in the afternoon they lean against one another and you can see how much they like the sun.
“what?” they say, “you got a computer?” it’s like I have sold out to the enemy. I had no idea so many
once starving in Philadelphia I had a small room it was evening going into night and I stood at my window on the 3r…
oh, how worried they are about my soul! I get letters the phone rings... “are you going to be all right?”
he buys 5 cars a month, details th… them out, then resells them at a profit of one or… he has a nice Jewish wife and he t… bangs her until the walls shake.
listen, he said, you ever seen a b… bucket? no, I told him. well, what happens is that now and… will climb up on top of the others
I stop my car at the signal I see her walking past the graveya… as she walks past the iron fence I can see through the iron fence and I see the headstones
watch you walking with your machin… ah, you’re too stupid to be cut li… you’re too stupid to let anything… the girls won’t use their knives o… they don’t want to
screen like a burglar to take your… the snake had crawled the hole, and she said, tell me about yourself.
this is important enough: to get your feelings down, it is better than shaving or cooking beans with garlic. it is the little we can do
the rag. she sat there, glooming. I couldn’t do anything with her. it was raining. she got up and left.
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...
the vultures at the zoo (all three of them) sit very quietly in their caged tree and below
swans die in the Spring too and there it floated dead on a Sunday sideways circling in the current
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