#1977 #AmericanWriters #LoveIsADogFromHell
welcome to my wormy hell. the music grinds off-key. fish eyes watch from the wall. this is where the last happy shot… fired.
I had this room in front on DeLon… and I used to sit for hours in the daytime looking out the front window.
I didn’t know exactly why but Chuck, Eddie, Gene and Frank let me join them in some of their games. I think it started when another guy showed up and they needed three on a side. I stil...
they laugh continually even when a board falls down and destroys a face or distorts a
To end up alone in a tomb of a room without cigarettes or wine— just a lightbulb
the Egyptians loved the cat were often entombed with it instead of with the women and never with the dog but now
the blue pencil of the wave shots of yellow road a steering wheel an insane woman sitting next to you
I met an old drunk on the street one afternoon. I used to know him from the days with Betty when we made the rounds of the bars. He told me that he was now a postal clerk and that there...
I had boils the size of tomatoes all over me they stuck a drill into me down at the county hospital, and
On Thanksgiving Iris prepared the turkey and put it in the oven. Bobby and Valerie came over for a few drinks but they didn’t stay. It was refreshing. Iris had on another dress, just as...
I took Tanya to Santa Anita. The current sensation was a 16 year old jockey still riding with his 5 pound bug advantage. He was from the east and was riding at Santa Anita for the first...
I got his ashes, she said, and I… out to sea and I scattered his ash… they didn’t even look like ashes and the urn was weighted with
take a writer away from his typewr… and all you have left is the sickness which started him
I would, of course, prefer to be w… instead of with a photograph of an… to the sound of the anvil chorus a… girls kicking high, showing everyt… but I might as well be dead right…
I paid this one’s fare all the way… to San Francisco then flew up to meet her at her br… and I got drunk and talked all night about a redhe…