#1977 #AmericanWriters #LoveIsADogFromHell #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
the centerfielder turns rushes back reaches up his glove and
listening to Wagner as outside in the dark the wind bl… trees wave and shake lights go off and on the walls creak and the… bed...
Wednesday night found me at the airport waiting for Iris. I sat around and looked at the women. None of them—except for one or two—looked as good as Iris. There was something wrong with...
once we were young at this machine. . . drinking
there is enough treachery, hatred… human being to supply any given ar… and the best at murder are those w… and the best at hate are those who… and the best at war finally are th…
the higher you climb the greater the pressure. those who manage to endure learn
is an orange animal with hand grenades fire power
I can remember starving in a small room in a strange city shades pulled down, listening to classical music I was young I was so young it hur…
After English class one day Mrs. Curtis asked me to stay. She had great legs and a lisp and there was something about the legs and the lisp together that heated me up. She was about 32,...
the essence of the belly like a white balloon sacked is disturbing like the running of feet on the stairs
Cleo’s going to make it now she’s got her shit together she split with Barney Barney wasn’t good for her she got a bigger apartment
But, there were still bits of action. One guy was caught on the same stairway that I had been trapped on. He was caught there with his head under some girl’s skirt. Then one of the girl...
vain vanilla ladies strutting while van Gogh did it to himself. girls pulling on silk hose
went for a walk on Hollywood Boul… looked down and there was a large… walking beside me. his pace was exactly the same as m… we stopped at traffic signals toge…
the guy in the front court can’t speak English, he’s Greek, a rather stupid-looking and fairly ugly man. now my landlord does some painting…