#1993 #AmericanWriters #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
The next night Bobby and Valerie came over. They had recently moved into my apartment building and now lived across the court. Bobby had on his tight knit shirt. Everything always fitte...
I awakened to dryness and the fern… the potted plants yellow as corn; my woman was gone and the empty bottles like bled co… surrounded me with their uselessne…
she writes continually like a long nozzle spraying the air,
The flies are angry bits of life; why are they so angry? it seems they want more, it seems almost as if they are angry
if you can’t stand the heat, he sa… kitchen. you know who said that? Harry Truman. I’m not in the kitchen, I say, I’… oven.
he sat naked and drunk in a room o… night, running the blade of the kn… under his fingernails, smiling, th… of all the letters he had received telling him that
I’m big I suppose that’s why my women alwa… small but this 6 foot goddess who deals in real estate
this Friday night the Mexican girls at the Catholic… look especially good their husbands are in the bars and the Mexican girls look young
The next morning Tammie found a prescription in her purse. “I’ve got to get this filled,” she said. “Look at it.” It was wrinkled and the ink had run. “Well, he tried to get this prescr...
Sunday, I am eating a grapefruit, church is over at the… Orthadox to the west. she is dark
Bobby’s wife worked two nights a week and when she was gone he got on the telephone. I knew that on Tuesday and Thursday nights he would be lonely. It was Tuesday night when the phone r...
he got knifed in broad daylight, c… holding his hands over his gut, dr… on the pavement. nobody waiting in line left their… he made it to the Mission doorway,…
the best often die by their own ha… just to get away, and those left behind can never quite understand why anybody
if I suffer at this typewriter think how I’d feel among the lettuce-pickers of Salinas?
the essence of the belly like a white balloon sacked is disturbing like the running of feet on the stairs