#Americans #XXCentury #1977 #LoveIsADogFromHell
your life is your life don’t let it be clubbed into dank… be on the watch. there are ways out. there is a light somewhere.
I forget the beginning time. 6 or 7 p.m. Something like that. All you did was sit with a handful of letters, take a streetmap and figure your run. It was easy. All the drivers took much...
the critics now have me drinking champagne and driving a BMW and also married to a socialite from
it’s strange when famous people di… whether they have fought the good… the bad one. it’s strange when famous people di… whether we like them or not
the words have come and gone, I sit ill. the phone rings, the cats sleep. Linda vacuums. I am waiting to live,
they talk down through the centuries to us, and this we need more and more, the statues and paintings in midnight age
New Year’s Eve was another bad night for me to get through. My parents had always delighted in New Year’s Eve, listening to it approach on the radio, city by city, until it arrived in L...
My mother went to her low-paying job each morning and my father, who didn’t have a job, left each morning too. Although most of the neighbors were unemployed he didn’t want them to thin...
she bent over the side of the bed and opened the portfolio along the side of the wall. we were drinking. she said, “you promised me these
You had to fill out more papers to get out than to get in. The first page they gave you was a personalized mimeo affair from the postmaster of the city. It began: “I am sorry you are te...
the history of melancholia includes all of us. me, I writhe in dirty sheets while staring at blue walls and nothing.
In the morning I heard her walkin… It was about 10:30 a.m. I was sic… She shook me. “Listen, I want you… “So what? I’ll screw her too.” “Yeah,” she laughed, “yeah.”
you came out, she said, and then you kicked this guy’s car and then you threw yourself into a… you crushed the whole bush,
One morning a few days later I entered Lydia’s courtyard as she was walking in from the alley. She had been over to see her friend Tina who lived in an apartment house on the corner. Sh...
Just give me a little atomic bomb Not too mutch just a little Enough to kill a horse in the stre… But there aren’t any horses in the… Enough to knock the flowers from a…