Two nights later I went over to Tammie’s place on Rustic Court. I knocked. The lights weren’t on. It seemed empty. I looked in her mailbox. There were letters in there. I wrote a note, ...

he was a good one say 18, 19, marine and every time woman came down the train aisle

the blue pencil of the wave shots of yellow road a steering wheel an insane woman sitting next to you

drinking German beer and trying to come up with the immortal poem at 5 p.m. in the afternoon. but, ah, I’ve told the

I have been hanging here headless for so long that the body has forgotten

no way back to Barcelona. the green soldiers have invaded th… madmen rule Spain and during a heat wave in 1952 I b… no way back to the Rock of Gibral…

at exactly 12:00 midnight 1973-74 Los Angeles it began to rain on the palm leaves outside my window

as the orchid dies and the grass goes insane, let’s have one for the los… met an old man and a tired whore

swans die in the Spring too and there it floated dead on a Sunday sideways circling in the current

My drinking slowed down the next week. I went to the racetrack to get fresh air and sunshine and plenty of walking. At night I drank, wondering why I was still alive, how the scheme wor...

the centerfielder turns rushes back reaches up his glove and

is a highrise apt. next door and he beats her at night and she… and I see her the next day standing in the driveway with curl… and she has her huge buttocks jamm…

I have a saying, “the tough ones a… back.” but Vera was kinder than most, and so I was surprised when she arrived that night