#AmericanWriters
in the Valkerie Mountains among the strutting peacocks I found a flower as large as my head
My German doctor walked up. The one who had given me the blood tests. “Congratulations,” he said, shaking my hand, "it’s a girl. 9 pounds, 3 ounces.” “The mother will be all right. She ...
he was just a cat cross-eyed, dirty white with pale blue eyes
I have been hanging here headless for so long that the body has forgotten
you gotta have wars suppose World War One was the bes… really, you know, both sides were… they really had something to fight… they really thought they had somet…
The next night as they moved the group from the main build– ing to the training building, I stopped to talk to Gus the old newsboy. Gus had once been 3rd-ranked welterweight contender b...
A day or so later I got a poem in the mail from Lydia. It was a long poem and it began: Come out, old troll, Come out of your dark hole, old troll, Come out into the sunlight with us an...
he met her at the racetrack, a str… blonde with round hips, well-bosom… turned-up nose, flower mouth, in a… wearing white high-heeled shoes. she began asking him questions abo…
like the fox run with the hunted and if I’m not the happiest man on earth
they talk down through the centuries to us, and this we need more and more, the statues and paintings in midnight age
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…
crud, he said, hauling it out of the water, what is it? a Hollow-Back June Whale, I said… no, said a guy standing by us on t…
Tony phoned and told me that Jan had left him but that he was a… helped him he said to think about… like D. H. Lawrence pissed off with life in general bu…
see this poem? was written without drinking. don’t need to drink to write.
I read that he lost a suitcase ful… train and that they never were rec… I can’t match the agony of this but the other night I wrote a 3—pa… upon this computer