#1993 #AmericanWriters #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
I was glad I had money in the Sav… Friday afternoon hungover I didn’t have a job I was glad I had money in the Sav… I didn’t know how to play a guitar
Later in the hospital they were dabbing at my knees with pieces of cotton that had been soaked in something. It burned. My elbows burned too. The doctor was bending over me with a nurse...
you came out, she said, and then you kicked this guy’s car and then you threw yourself into a… you crushed the whole bush,
The reading in Vancouver went through, $500 plus air fare and lodging. The sponsor, Bart Mcintosh, was nervous about crossing the border. I was to fly to Seattle, he’d meet me there and...
here I’ll be 55 in a week. what will I write about
shot in the eye shot in the brain shot in the ass shot like a flower in the dance amazing how death wins hands down
monkey feet small and blue walking toward you as the back of a building falls of… and an airplane chews the white sk…
in the earliest possible day in the blue-headed noon I will telegraph you a boney hand decorated with
I found that the only way I could keep from dizzy-spelling into my case was to get up and take a walk now and then. Fazzio, a supervisor who had the station at the time, saw me walking ...
In bed I had something in front o… “Sorry, baby,” I said. Then I ro… Then something awakened me. It wa… “Go, baby, go!” I told her. I arched my back now and then. Sh…
these women are supposed to come and see me but they never do. there’s the one with the long scar…
we are gathered here now to bury her in this poem. she did not marry an unemployed wi… beat her every
—he’s a dandy —small moustache —usually sucking on a cigar he tends to lean into cars as he transacts business
sometimes I forget about him and h… innocence, almost idiotic, awkward… he liked walking over bridges and… to night I think about him, the wa… one felt space between his lines,…
Lydia liked parties. And Harry was a party-giver. So we were on our way to Harry Ascot’s. Harry was the editor of Retort, a little magazine. His wife wore long see-through dresses, show...