#1993 #AmericanWriters #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
here I’m supposed to be a great po… and I’m sleepy in the afternoon here I am aware of death like a gi… charging at me and I’m sleepy in the afternoon
had her for 3 units and at mid-term she’d read off how many assignment… stories had been turned in:
We are like roses that have never… bloom when we should have bloomed… it is as if the sun has become disgusted with waiting
I went over the other day to pick up my daughter. her mother came out with workman’s overalls on. I gave her the child support money
he drank wine all night of the 28th, and he kept thinking of her: the way she walked and talked and… the way she told him things that s… but were not, and he knew the colo…
she’s from Texas and weighs 103 pounds and stands before the mirror combing oceans of reddish hair
I have been hanging here headless for so long that the body has forgotten
once starving in Philadelphia I had a small room it was evening going into night and I stood at my window on the 3r…
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 mockingbird had been following… all summer mocking mocking mocking teasing and cocksure; the cat crawled under rockers on p…
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
Lydia returned and found a nice apartment in the Burbank area. She seemed to care a lot more for me than before we parted. “My husband had this big cock and that’s all he had. He had no...
Bobby’s wife worked two nights a week and when she was gone he got on the telephone. I knew that on Tuesday and Thursday nights he would be lonely. It was Tuesday night when the phone r...
are we going to the movies or not? she asked him. all right, he said, let’s go. I’m not going to put any pan ties… so you can finger-fuck me in the
my mother, father and I walked to the market once a week for our government relief food: cans of beans, cans of
