#AmericanWriters
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...
what i liked about e.e. cummings was that he cut away from the holiness of the word and with charm
during my worst times on the park benches in the jails or living with whores
when Whitman wrote, “I sing the b… I know what he meant I know what he wanted:
my daughter is most glorious. we are eating a takeout snack in my car in Santa Monica.
oh, how worried they are about my soul! I get letters the phone rings... “are you going to be all right?”
Phillipe ’s is an old time cafe off Alameda street just a little north and east of the main post office. Phillipe’s opens at 5 a.m.
I wait on life like a pregnancy, p… the gut but all I hear now is the piano slamming its teeth throu… brain
here I’m supposed to be a great po… and I’m sleepy in the afternoon here I am aware of death like a gi… charging at me and I’m sleepy in the afternoon
I had agreed to give a reading up north. It was the afternoon before the reading and I was sitting in an apartment at the Holiday Inn drinking beer with Joe Washington, the promoter, an...
I can see myself now after all these suicide days and n… being wheeled out of one of those… (of course, this is only if I get… by a subnormal and bored nurse
The flies are angry bits of life; why are they so angry? it seems they want more, it seems almost as if they are angry
I suppose like any other boy I had one best friend in the neigh… his name was Eugene and he was big… than I was and one year older. Eugene used to whip me pretty good…
I remember the Model-T. Sitting high, the running boards seemed friendly, and on cold days, in the mornings, and often at other times, my father had to fit the hand-crank into the front...
But there were some good moments. My sometime friend from the neighborhood, Gene, who was a year older than I, had a buddy, Harry Gibson, who had had one professional fight (he’d lost)....