#1977 #AmericanWriters #LoveIsADogFromHell #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
Jimmy Hatcher worked part time in a grocery store. While none of us could get jobs he could always get one. He had his little movie star face and his mother had a great body. With his f...
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
she lived in Galveston and was int… T.M. and I went down to visit her and w… continually even though it was ver… weather
I watched the board and the 6 drop… after a first flash of 18 from a m… of 12...two minutes to post and a… kept jamming against my back, but… I bet 20 to win and walked out to…
I’m big I suppose that’s why my women alwa… small but this 6 foot goddess who deals in real estate
cimen altinda gecen 225 gunden son… kanini emip bitireli epey oldu, ar… bu isler boyle mi oluyor? bu odada hala ask saatlerinin golg… birakip gittiginde asagi yukari he…
suppose like others have come through fire and sword, love gone wrong, head-on crashes, drunk at sea, and I have listened to the simple…
vain vanilla ladies strutting while van Gogh did it to himself. girls pulling on silk hose
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, ...
she pulled her dress off over her head and I saw the panties indented somewhat into the crotch.
old grey-haired waitresses in cafes at night have given it up, and as I walk down sidewalks of light and look into windows
I took the envelope home to my mother and handed it to her and walked into the bedroom. My bedroom. The best thing about the bedroom was the bed. I liked to stay in bed for hours, even ...
I was coming home from classes down Westview hill. I never had any books to carry. I passed my exams by listening to the class lectures and by guessing at the answers. I never had to cr...
she wrote me a letter from a small room near the Seine. she said she was going to dancing class, she got up, she said at 5 o’clock in the morning
more wasted days, gored days, evaporated days. more squandered days, days pissed away,