#AmericanWriters
Bruckner wasn’t bad even though he got down on his knees and proclaimed Wagner the master.
a girlfriend came in built me a bed scrubbed and waxed the kitchen flo… scrubbed the walls vacuumed
is a highrise apt. next door and he beats her at night and she… and I see her the next day standing in the driveway with curl… and she has her huge buttocks jamm…
with old cars, especially when you… and drive them for many years a love affair is inevitable: you even learn to accept their little
I cross the room to the last wall the last window the last pink sun with its arms around the world
in the hospitals and jails it’s the worst in madhouses it’s the worst in penthouses
Well, I took the scheme sheet and I related everything to sex and age. This guy lived in this house with 3 women. He belt-whipped one (her name was the name of the street and her age th...
While working Dorsey station I heard some of the old timers needling Big Daddy Greystone about how he’d had to buy a tape recorder in order to learn his schemes. Big Daddy had read the ...
the swans drown in bilge water, take down the signs, test the poisons, barricade the cow from the bull,
they’re not going to let you sit at a front table at some cafe in Europe in the mid-afternoon sun. you do, somebody’s going to
92 years old his tooth has been bothering him had to get it filled he lost his left eye 40 years ago
to be writing poetry at the age of… like a schoolboy, surely, I must be crazy; racetracks and booze and arguments with the landlord;
in the hospitals I’ve been in you see the crosses on the walls with the thin palm leaves behind t… yellowed and browned it is the signal to accept the ine…
the weather is hot on the back of… which is down at Finkelstein’s who is gifted with 3 balls but no heart, but you’ve got to un… when the bull goes down
a woman, a tire that’s flat, a disease, a desire: fears in front of you, fears that hold so still