in San Francisco the landlady, 80… Victrola up the stairway and I pl… until they beat on the walls. there was a large bucket in the ce… filled with beer and winebottles;

the cops want me to come down and… some guy who tried to rape me. I’ve lost the key to my car again;… the key to open the door but not t… to start it.

my mother, father and I walked to the market once a week for our government relief food: cans of beans, cans of

you consult psychiatrists and phil… when things aren’t going well and whores when they are. the whores are there for young boy… men; to the young boys they say,

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 saw her when I was in the left… going east on Sunset. she was sitting with her legs crossed reading a paperback.

drive to the beach at night in the winter and sit and look at the burned-dow… wonder why they just let it sit th… in the water.

now the territory is taken, the sacrificial lambs have been sl… as history is scratched again on t… as the bankers scurry to survive, as the young girls paint their hun…

once starving in Philadelphia I had a small room it was evening going into night and I stood at my window on the 3r…

this man used to be an interesting writer, he was able to say brisk and refreshing things. at the time