#1977 #AmericanWriters #LoveIsADogFromHell
I suppose so. I was living in an attic in Phila… it became very hot in the summer a… bars. I didn’t have any money and… I put a small ad in the paper and…
had her for 3 units and at mid-term she’d read off how many assignment… stories had been turned in:
liked D . H. Lawrence he could get so indignant he snapped and he ripped with wonderfully energetic sentenc… he could lay the word down
what i liked about e.e. cummings was that he cut away from the holiness of the word and with charm
in junior high school Big Max was a problem. we’d be sitting during lunch hour eating our peanut butter sandwiche… and potato chips.
beheaded in the middle of the night scratching my sides I am covered with bites kick my white legs out of the shee…
I can see myself now after all these suicide days and n… being wheeled out of one of those… (of course, this is only if I get… by a subnormal and bored nurse
dumb, Jesus Christ, some people are so dumb you can hear them splashing around
I began at 6:18 p.m. and Dave Janko did not begin until 10:36 p.m., so it could have been worse. Having a 10:06 thirty minute lunch, I was usually back by the time he got in. In he’d co...
there’s Barry in his ripped walkin… he’s on Thorazine is 24 looks 38 lives with his mother in the same
of course, I may die in the next t… and I’m ready for that but what I’m really worried about… that my editor—publisher might ret… even though he is ten years younge…
her shoes themselves would light my room like many candles. she walks like all things shining on glass,
Go to Tibet. Ride a camel. Read the Bible. Dye your shoes blue. Grow a Beard.
in grievous deity my cat walks around he walks around and around with electric tail and
I pick up the skirt, I pick up the sparkling beads in black, this thing that moved once around flesh,