#AmericanWriters
sitting on a 2nd-floor porch at 1:… while looking out over the city. could be worse. we needn’t accomplish great things…
I took women either to the boxing matches or to the racetrack. That Thursday night I took Katherine to the boxing matches at the Olympic auditorium. She had never been to a live fight. ...
red summers and black satin charcoal and blood ringing the sheets while snails are stepped on and moths go batty
my goldfish stares with watery eye… into the hemisphere of my sorrow; upon the thinnest of threads we hang together, hang hang hang
live alone in a small room and read the newspapers and sleep alone in the dark dreaming of crowds.
Our 30 minutes was now devoted to scheme training. They gave us each a deck of cards to learn and stick into pur cases. To pass the scheme you had to throw 100 cards in 8 minutes or les...
think of de vils in hell and stare at a beautiful vase of flowers as the woman in my bedroom
My father had two brothers. The younger was named Ben and the older was named John. Both were alcoholics and ne’er-do-wells. My parents often spoke of them. “Neither of them amount to a...
to be writing poetry at the age of… like a schoolboy, surely, I must be crazy; racetracks and booze and arguments with the landlord;
a woman, a tire that’s flat, a disease, a desire: fears in front of you, fears that hold so still
ah, Merryman, fighter on the docks, killed a man while they were unloa… bananas. mean the man he killed
I’d tell them to have an unhappy l… affair, hemorrhoids, bad teeth and to drink cheap wine, avoid opera and golf and chess, to keep switching the head of thei…
he’s 17 . mother, he said, how do I crack an egg? all right, she said to me, you don… sit there looking like that.
I kept getting letters from a lady who lived only a mile or so away. She signed them Nicole. She said she had read some of my books and liked them. I answered one of her letters and she...
majestic, majic infinite my little girl is sun on the carpet—