#AmericanWriters
I been readin’ you for a long time… I just put Billy Boy to bed, he got 7 mean ticks from somewhere… I got 2, my husband, Benny, he got 3.
they ge t up on their garage roof both of them 80 or 90 years old standing on the slant she wanting to fall really all the way
we had goldfish and they circled a… in the bowl on the table near the… covering the picture window and my mother, always smiling, wanting… to be happy, told me, ‘be happy He…
the problem, of course, isn’t the… it’s the living parts which make up the Dem… the next person you pass on the st… multiply
beheaded in the middle of the night scratching my sides I am covered with bites kick my white legs out of the shee…
the rag. she sat there, glooming. I couldn’t do anything with her. it was raining. she got up and left.
I was a bum in San Francisco but… to go to a symphony concert along… and the music was good but somethi… audience was not and something about the orchestra
listen, man, don’t tell me about t… sent, we didn’t receive them, we are very careful with manuscrip… we bake them burn them
he sits all day at the bus stop at Sunset and Western his sleeping bag beside him. he’s dirty. nobody bothers him.
some people never go crazy. me, sometimes I’ll lie down behind… for 3 or 4 days. they’ll find me there. it’s Cherub, they’ll say, and
I used to hold my social security… up in the air, he told me, but I was so small they couldn’t see it,
stew at noon, my dear; and look: the ants, the sawdust, the mica plants, the shadows of banks like bad jokes; do you think we’ll hear
the branches break, the birds fall… the whores stand straight, the bombs stack, evening, morning, night, peanutbutter,
I began receiving letters from a girl in New York City. Her name was Mindy. She had run across a couple of my books, but the best thing about her letters was that she seldom mentioned w...
light brown stare that dumb blank marvelous light brown stare I’ll take care of it.