#1993 #AmericanWriters #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
the centerfielder turns rushes back reaches up his glove and
The funeral was to be at 10:30 a.m. but it was already hot. I had on a cheap black suit, bought and fitted in a rush. It was my first new suit in years. I had located the son. We drove ...
this Friday night the Mexican girls at the Catholic… look especially good their husbands are in the bars and the Mexican girls look young
But then it began raining again. The Stone had me out on a thing called Sunday Collection, and if you’re thinking of church, forget it. You picked up a truck at West Garage and a clipbo...
The 5th grade was a little better. The other students seemed less hostile and I was growing larger physically. I still wasn’t chosen for the homeroom teams but I was threatened less. Da...
my first and only wife painted and she talked to me about it: it’s all so painful
Julio came by with his guitar and… latest song. Julio was famous, he wrote songs a… published books of little drawings… poems.
One day I was at the bar between races and I saw this woman. God or somebody keeps creating women and tossing them out on the streets, and this one’s ass is too big and that one’s tits ...
went for a walk on Hollywood Boul… looked down and there was a large… walking beside me. his pace was exactly the same as m… we stopped at traffic signals toge…
it is the man you’ve never seen wh… keeps you going, the one who might arrive someday. he isn’t out on the streets or
it was up in San Francisco after my poetry reading. it had been a nice crowd I had gotten my money I had this place upstairs
the cockroach crouched against the tile while I was pissing and as I turned my head he hauled his butt
if you’re a man, Los Angeles is w… battle; or if you’re a woman, and… the rest, you sail it against a mo… when you grow grey you can hide in… in a mansion so nobody can see how…
a woman told a man when he got off a plane that I was dead. a magazine printed the fact that I was dead
murdered in the alleys of the land frost-bitten against flagpoles pawned by females educated in the dark for the dark vomiting into plugged toilets