#1977 #AmericanWriters #LoveIsADogFromHell
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 ...
escape from the black widow spider is a miracle as great as art. what a web she can weave slowly drawing you to her she’ll embrace you
she reads to me from the New York… which I don’t buy, don’t know how they get in here, but it’s something about the Mafia one of the heads of the Mafia
The drilling and squeezing continued for weeks but there was little result. When one boil vanished another would appear. I often stood in front of the mirror alone, wondering how ugly a...
the swans drown in bilge water, take down the signs, test the poisons, barricade the cow from the bull,
My mother went to her low-paying job each morning and my father, who didn’t have a job, left each morning too. Although most of the neighbors were unemployed he didn’t want them to thin...
“what?” they say, “you got a computer?” it’s like I have sold out to the enemy. I had no idea so many
92 years old his tooth has been bothering him had to get it filled he lost his left eye 40 years ago
there are worse things than being alone but it often takes de cades to realize this and most often
she’s from Texas and weighs 103 pounds and stands before the mirror combing oceans of reddish hair
the night I was going to die I was sweating on the bed and I could hear the crickets and there was a cat fight outside and I could feel my soul dropping…
“...I’ve seen people in front of their typewriters in such a bind that it would blow their intestine… right out of their assholes if the… were trying to shit.”
it sits outside my window now like and old woman going to market… it sits and watches me, it sweats nevously through wire and fog and dog—bark
what you see is what you see: madhouses are rarely on display. that we still walk about and scratch ourselves and light
I was the last one off the plane and there was Joanna Dover. “Joanna, let’s have a Bloody Mary while we wait for my baggage. Oh hell, I don’t have any baggage. But let’s have a Bloody M...