#1993 #AmericanWriters #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
I had to take a shit but instead I went into this shop to have a key made. the woman was dressed
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.
Bobby and Valerie came by and I introduced everybody around. “Valerie and I are going to take a vacation and rent rooms by the seashore in Manhattan Beach,” said Bobby. “Why don’t you g...
she wrote me a letter from a small room near the Seine. she said she was going to dancing class, she got up, she said at 5 o’clock in the morning
monkey feet small and blue walking toward you as the back of a building falls of… and an airplane chews the white sk…
is an orange animal with hand grenades fire power
now more and more all these people running around wearing the American Flag Shirt and it was more or less once assum… think but I’m not sure)
was much easier to be a genius in… only 3 or 4 literary magazines and… or 5 times you could end up in Ger… you could possibly meet Picasso fo… maybe only Miró.
here things are tough but they’re mostly always tough. basically I’m just trying to get a… with the female. when you first meet them their eyes
twitching in the sheets— to face the sunlight again, that’s clearly trouble. I like the city better when the
luxury ocean liners crossing the water full of the indolent and rich passing from this place to that
I went upstairs to 409, had a stiff scotch and water, took some money out of the top drawer, went down the steps, got in my car and drove to the racetrack. I got there in time for the f...
they found him walking along the f… all red in front he had taken a rusty tin can and cut off his sexual
One night I was coming around the corner after sneaking down to the cafeteria for a pack of smokes. And there was a face I knew. It was Tom Moto! The guy I had subbed with under The Sto...
in the afternoon they lean against one another and you can see how much they like the sun.