#1977 #AmericanWriters #LoveIsADogFromHell
I got in the shower and burned my balls last Wednesday. met this painter called Spain, no, he was a cartoonist,
she died of alcoholism wrapped in a blanket on a deck chair on an ocean steamer.
this head like a saucer decorated with everything as lip to lip we hang in mechanical joy; my hands blaze with arias
My German doctor walked up. The one who had given me the blood tests. “Congratulations,” he said, shaking my hand, "it’s a girl. 9 pounds, 3 ounces.” “The mother will be all right. She ...
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
Lydia met me at the airport. She was horny as usual. “Jesus Christ,” she said. “I’m hot! I play with myself but it doesn’t do any good.” “Lydia, my leg is still in terrible shape. I jus...
no way back to Barcelona. the green soldiers have invaded th… madmen rule Spain and during a heat wave in 1952 I b… no way back to the Rock of Gibral…
he sits all day at the bus stop at Sunset and Western his sleeping bag beside him. he’s dirty. nobody bothers him.
The next time you listen to Borod… remember he was just a chemist who wrote music to relax; his house was jammed with peor e: students, artists, drunkards, bur…
O lord, he said, Japanese women, real women, they have not forgotte… bowing and smiling closing the wounds men have made; but American women will kill you l…
they found him walking along the f… all red in front he had taken a rusty tin can and cut off his sexual
I began getting dizzy spells. I could feel them coming. The case would begin to whirl. The spells lasted about a minute. I couldn’t understand it. Each letter was getting heavier and he...
We are like roses that have never… bloom when we should have bloomed… it is as if the sun has become disgusted with waiting
at high noon at a small college near the beach sober the sweat running down my arms a spot of sweat on the table
Dee Dee had a place in the Hollywood Hills. Dee Dee shared the place with a friend, another lady executive, Bianca. Bianca took the top floor and Dee Dee the bottom. I rang the bell. It...