#1977 #AmericanWriters #LoveIsADogFromHell
all I’ve ever known are whores, ex… madwomen. I see men with quiet, gentle women—I see them in the sup… I see them walking down the street… I see them in their apartments: pe…
one of the first actors to play Ta… Motion Picture Home. he’d been there for years waiting… he spent much of his time running in and out of the wards
I still get letters in the mail, m… men in tiny rooms with factory job… living with whores or no woman at… booze and madness. Most of their letters are on lined…
the branches break, the birds fall… the whores stand straight, the bombs stack, evening, morning, night, peanutbutter,
I went over the other day to pick up my daughter. her mother came out with workman’s overalls on. I gave her the child support money
he drank wine all night of the 28th, and he kept thinking of her: the way she walked and talked and… the way she told him things that s… but were not, and he knew the colo…
they found him walking along the f… all red in front he had taken a rusty tin can and cut off his sexual
he has on blue jeans and tennis sh… and walks with two young girls about his age. every now and then he leaps into the air and
the lair of the hunted is hidden in the last place you’d ever look and even if you find it you won’t believe
her shoes themselves would light my room like many candles. she walks like all things shining on glass,
we are always asked to understand the other person’s viewpoint no matter how out—dated
92 years old his tooth has been bothering him had to get it filled he lost his left eye 40 years ago
another bed another woman more curtains another bathroom another kitchen
had her for 3 units and at mid-term she’d read off how many assignment… stories had been turned in:
like the fox run with the hunted and if I’m not the happiest man on earth