big black beard tells me that I don’t feel terror I look at him

at the track today, Father’s Day, each paid admission was entitled to a wallet and each contained a

I had worked my charms on her for a couple of nights in a bar— not that we were new lovers, I had loved her for 16 months but she didn’t want to come to my…

one of the terrible things is really being in bed night after night with a woman you no longer

my daughter is most glorious. we are eating a takeout snack in my car in Santa Monica.

these things that we support most… have nothing to do with up, and we do with them out of boredom or fear or money or cracked intelligence;

I was surprised the next morning when April knocked on the door. April was the one on ATD who had been at Harry Ascot’s party and who had left with the speed freak. It was 11 am. April ...

I was fairly drunk when it began and I took out my bottle and… along the way. I was reading a wee… Kandel and I did not look quite a… pretty but

watch them push the crippled and t… in their wheelchairs on to the electric lift which carries them up into the lon… where each chair is locked down

first time my father overheard me… this bit of music he asked me, “what is it?” “it’s called Love For Three Oran… I informed him.

I don’t beat the walls with my fis… I just sit but it rushes in a tide of it. the woman in the court behind me h…

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

terror finally becomes almost bearable but never quite terror creeps like a cat crawls like a cat

if I suffer at this typewriter think how I’d feel among the lettuce-pickers of Salinas?