#1973 #AmericanWriters #AtTerrorStreetAndAgonyWay #BurningInWaterDrowningInFlame
there are many single women in the… with one or two or three children and one wonders where the husbands have gone or where the lovers have gone
they talk down through the centuries to us, and this we need more and more, the statues and paintings in midnight age
Van Gogh cut off his ear gave it to a prostitute who flung it away in extreme
naked along the side of the house, 8 a.m., spreading sesame seed oil over my body, Jesus, have I come to this? I once battled in dark alleys for…
the night I was going to die I was sweating on the bed and I could hear the crickets and there was a cat fight outside and I could feel my soul dropping…
you know I sat on the same barstool in Phi… 5 years I drank canned heat and the cheape… I was beaten in alleys by well-fed…
the essence of the belly like a white balloon sacked is disturbing like the running of feet on the stairs
I found that the only time to study was before sleeping. I was always too tired to make and eat breakfast, so I would go out and buy a tall 6 pack, put it on the chair beside the bed, r...
Fay was all right with the pregnancy. For an old gal, she was all right. We waited around at our place. Finally the time came. “It won’t be long,” she said. “I don’t want to get there t...
bet on #6, I try red, I stare at… wonder what Chekhov would do, and… blue plates sit eating the carnage… and look very much like Russians a… my left tit and try to smile like…
out of the arm of one love and into the arms of another I have been saved from dying on th… by a lady who smokes pot writes songs and stories
I think of automobiles parked in a parking lot when I think of myself dead I think of frying pans when I think of myself dead
the strong men the muscle men there they sit down at the beach cocoa tans
The drilling and squeezing continued for weeks but there was little result. When one boil vanished another would appear. I often stood in front of the mirror alone, wondering how ugly a...
I suppose it’s raining in some Sp… while I’m feeling bad like this; I’d like to think so now.