#1977 #AmericanWriters #LoveIsADogFromHell
I am hung by a nail the sun melts my heart I am cousin to the snake
Our English teacher, Miss Gredis, was the absolute best. She was a blonde with a long sharp nose. Her nose wasn’t much good but you didn’t notice it when you looked at the rest of her. ...
I don’t beat the walls with my fis… I just sit but it rushes in a tide of it. the woman in the court behind me h…
sometimes you climb out of bed in… I’m not going to make it, but you… remembering all the times you’ve f… you walk to the bathroom, do your… in the mirror, oh my oh my oh my,…
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...
So gramps wrote Joyce a big check and there we were. We rented a little house up on a hill, and then Joyce got this stupid moralistic thing. “We both ought to get jobs,” Joyce said, “to...
horses running with her miles away laughing with a fool Bach and the hydrogen bomb
Beowulf may have killed Grendel a… Grendel’s mother but he couldn’t kill this one:
probably from the belly button or… bed, or maybe from the mouth of th… the car crash on the avenue that l… scattered on the grass. she comes from love gone wrong und…
re-reading some of Fante’s The Wine of Youth in bed this mid-afternoon my big cat
feet of cheese coffeepot soul hands that hate poolsticks eyes like paperclips I prefer red wine
Van Gogh cut off his ear gave it to a prostitute who flung it away in extreme
shot off his left ear then his right, and then tore off his belt buckle with hot lead, and then
it was on the 2nd floor on Coronad… I used to get drunk and throw the radio through the wi… while it was playing, and, of cour… it would break the glass in the wi…
it was up in San Francisco after my poetry reading. it had been a nice crowd I had gotten my money I had this place upstairs