#AmericanWriters
Born like this Into this As the chalk faces smile As Mrs. Death laughs As the elevators break
are more beautiful than movie stars and they lounge on the lawn sunbathing
in the earliest possible day in the blue-headed noon I will telegraph you a boney hand decorated with
she was hot, she was so hot I didn’t want anybody else to have… and if I didn’t get home on time she’d be gone, and I couldn’t bear… I’d go mad. . .
don’t ever get the idea I am a poe… at the racetrack any day half drun… betting quarters, sidewheelers and… but let me tell you, there are som… who go where the money goes, and s…
I get too many phone calls. they seek the creature out. they shouldn’t.
he walks up to my Volks after I have parked and rocks it back and forth grinning around his
There was another German Shepherd. It was hot summer and he came BOUNDING out of a back yard and then LEAPED through the air. His teeth snapped, just missing my jugular vein. “OH JESUS!...
I have lain in bed all day but I have written one poem and I am up now looking out the window and like a novelist might say
I been readin’ you for a long time… I just put Billy Boy to bed, he got 7 mean ticks from somewhere… I got 2, my husband, Benny, he got 3.
they talk down through the centuries to us, and this we need more and more, the statues and paintings in midnight age
I didn’t do much the rest of the week. The Oaktree meet was on. I went to the track 2 or 3 times, broke even. I wrote a dirty story for a sex mag, wrote 10 or 12 poems, masturbated, and...
O lord, he said, Japanese women, real women, they have not forgotte… bowing and smiling closing the wounds men have made; but American women will kill you l…
I am watching a girl dressed in a light green sweater, blue shorts,… there is a necklace of some sort but her breasts are small, poor th… and she watches her nails
I had this room in front on DeLon… and I used to sit for hours in the daytime looking out the front window.