#1977 #AmericanWriters #LoveIsADogFromHell
turmoil is the god madness is the god permanent living peace is permanent living death. agony can kill
yes, they begin out in a willow, I… the starch mountains begin out in… and keep right on going without re… pumas and nectarines somehow these mountains are like
Making love in the sun, in the mor… in a hotel room above the alley where poor men poke for bottles; making love in the sun
That evening after dinner Joanna produced some mescaline. “You ever tried this stuff?” Joanna had some paints and brushes and paper spread on the table. Then I remembered she was an art...
An old man asked me for a cigarett… and I carefully dealt out two. Been lookin’ for job. Gonna stand in the sun and smoke.” He was close to rags and rage
Then I developed a new system at the racetrack. I pulled in $3,000 in a month and a half while only going to the track two or three times a week. I began to dream. I saw a little house ...
Either peace or happiness, let it enfold you when I was a young man I felt these things were dumb, unsophisticated.
she was a short one getting fat and she had once been beautiful and she drank the wine she drank the wine in bed and
sitting in a dark bedroom with 3 j… female. brown paper bags filled with trash… everywhere. is one-thirty in the afternoon.
the dream of a man is a whore with a gold tooth and a garter belt, perfumed with false eyebrows
she pulled her dress off over her head and I saw the panties indented somewhat into the crotch.
we talk about this film: Cagney fed this broad grapefruit faster than she could eat it and
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...
the essence of the belly like a white balloon sacked is disturbing like the running of feet on the stairs
the lilies storm my brain by god by god like nazi storm troopers! do you think I’m going tizzy?