#Americans #XXCentury #1993 #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
drinking German beer and trying to come up with the immortal poem at 5 p.m. in the afternoon. but, ah, I’ve told the
I didn’t have any friends at school, didn’t want any. I felt better being alone. I sat on a bench and watched the others play and they looked foolish to me. During lunch one day I was a...
had her for 3 units and at mid-term she’d read off how many assignment… stories had been turned in:
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…
yes, they begin out in a willow, I… the starch mountains begin out in… and keep right on going without re… pumas and nectarines somehow these mountains are like
the Mexican dancer shook her fans… me and her ass at me, I didn’t ask her to and my woman got mad and ran out of th… it began raining and you could hea…
sometimes I forget about him and h… innocence, almost idiotic, awkward… he liked walking over bridges and… to night I think about him, the wa… one felt space between his lines,…
they go on writing pumping out poems— young boys and college professors wives who drink wine all afternoon while their husbands work,
the wind blows hard to night and it’s a cold wind and I think about the boys on the row. hope some of them have a bottle
she writes: you’ll be moaning and groaning in your poems about how I fucked those 2 guys last week.
After 3 years I made “regular.” That meant holiday pay (subs didn’t get paid for holidays) and a 40 hour week with 2 days off. The Stone was also forced to assign me as relief man to 5 ...
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...
when you’re young a pair of female high-heeled shoes just sitting
I am watching a girl dressed in a light green sweater, blue shorts,… there is a necklace of some sort but her breasts are small, poor th… and she watches her nails
a single dog walking alone on a hot sidewalk of summer appears to have the power of ten thousand gods.