#Americans #XXCentury #1993 #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
But then it began raining again. The Stone had me out on a thing called Sunday Collection, and if you’re thinking of church, forget it. You picked up a truck at West Garage and a clipbo...
the kid went back to New York Cit… he met in a kibbutz. he left his mother at the age of 32, a well-kept fellow, sense of h… wore the same pair of shorts
Julio came by with his guitar and… latest song. Julio was famous, he wrote songs a… published books of little drawings… poems.
I pick up the skirt, I pick up the sparkling beads in black, this thing that moved once around flesh,
escape from the black widow spider is a miracle as great as art. what a web she can weave slowly drawing you to her she’ll embrace you
Bruckner wasn’t bad even though he got down on his knees and proclaimed Wagner the master.
got out, fellow said, “hey!” walke… me, we shook hands, he slipped me… tickets for free car washes, “find… told him, walked on through to wai… area with wife, we sat on outside…
the pleasures of the damned are limited to brief moments of happiness: like the eyes in the look of a dog… like a square of wax,
often it is the only thing between you and impossibility. no drink,
rose red sunlight; take it apart in the garage like a puzzle:
at one stage in my life I met a man who claimed to have visited Pound at St. Elizabeths. then I met a woman who not only claimed to have visited
you won’t see them often for wherever the crowd is they are not. those odd ones, not
Meanwhile, things went on. I had a long run of luck at the racetrack. I began to feel confident out there. You went for a certain profit each day, somewhere between 15 and 40 bucks. You...
light brown stare that dumb blank marvelous light brown stare I’ll take care of it.
he walks up to my Volks after I have parked and rocks it back and forth grinning around his