Christmas eve, alone, in a motel room down the coast near the Pacific— hear it?

I sat in the airport and waited. You never knew about photos. You could never tell. I was nervous. I felt like vomiting. I lit a cigarette and gagged. Why did I do these things? I didn’...

at high noon at a small college near the beach sober the sweat running down my arms a spot of sweat on the table

There were times when Frank and I were friendly with Chuck, Eddie and Gene. But something would always happen (usually I caused it) and then I would be out, and Frank would be partly ou...

look there. the one you considered killing you… for. you saw her the other day getting out of her car

at the hospital that I have been going to the nurses seem overweight. they are bulky in their

one of Lorca’s best lines is, “agony, always agony ...” think of this when you

self-congratulatory nonsense as th… famous gather to applaud their see… greatness you wonder where

the lilies storm my brain by god by god like nazi storm troopers! do you think I’m going tizzy?

I was in the 4th grade when I found out about it. I was probably one of the last to know, because I still didn’t talk to anybody. A boy walked up to “Your mother has a hole . . .”—he to...

she’s up seeing my doctor trying to get some diet pills; she’s not fat, she needs the speed… I go down to the nearest bar and w… at 3:30 in the afternoon of a tues…

3 small boys run toward me blowing whistles and they scream you’re under arrest! you’re drunk!

the boys come up the boys climb up the brown pole as the waterheater gurgles in Spanish

I had agreed to give a reading up north. It was the afternoon before the reading and I was sitting in an apartment at the Holiday Inn drinking beer with Joe Washington, the promoter, an...