#AmericanWriters
the best often die by their own ha… just to get away, and those left behind can never quite understand why anybody
the swa ns drown in bilge water, take down the signs, test the poisons, barricade the cow from the bull,
The voices of the people were the same, no matter where you carried the mail you heard the same things over and over again. “You’re late, aren’t you?” “Where’s the regular carrier?” “He...
she’s from Texas and weighs 103 pounds and stands before the mirror combing oceans of reddish hair
It was about a week later around 7 a.m. I had lucked into another day off and after a double workout, I was up against Joyce’s ass, her asshole, sleeping, verily sleeping, and then the ...
By the time they called me to dinner I was able to pull up my clothing and walk to the breakfast nook where we ate all our meals except on Sunday. There were two pillows on my chair. I ...
very t all girl lifts her nose at… outside a supermarket as if I were a walking garbage can; and I had no desire for her, no more desire
One morning about 10 a.m. the phon… I recognized the voice and began t… “Yes, yes, Miss Graves, but go on… “So therefore we have notified the… “And you are scheduled to throw yo…
I was shacked with a 24 year old girl from New York City for two weeks—about the time of the garbage
That night I managed to get 2 or 3 drinks into Cecelia. She forgot herself and crossed her legs high and I saw some good heavy flank. Durable. A cow of a woman, cow’s breasts, cow’s eye...
it is the man you’ve never seen wh… keeps you going, the one who might arrive someday. he isn’t out on the streets or
he talke d about Steinbeck and Th… wrote like a cross between the two… and I lived in a hotel on Figuero… close to the bars and he lived further uptown in a s…
my grandfather was a tall German with a strange smell on his breath… he stood very straight in front of his small house and his wife hated him
It was hot that night at the reading, which was to be held at St. Mark’s Church. Tammie and I sat in what was used as the dressing room. Tammie found a full-length mirror leaning agains...
oh, how worried they are about my soul! I get letters the phone rings... “are you going to be all right?”