#AmericanWriters
well, first Mae West died and then George Raft, and Eddie G. Robinson’s been gone long time,
One night I was assigned to the stool next to Butchner. He didn’t stick any mail. He just sat there. And talked. A young girl came in and sat down at the end of the aisle. I heard Butch...
one of the first actors to play Ta… Motion Picture Home. he’d been there for years waiting… he spent much of his time running in and out of the wards
they found him walking along the f… all red in front he had taken a rusty tin can and cut off his sexual
In the morning Dee Dee drove me to the Sunset Strip for breakfast. The Mercedes was black and shone in the sun. We drove past the billboards and the nightclubs and the fancy restaurants...
is an orange animal with hand grenades fire power
he lives in a house with a swimmin… and says the job is killing him. he is 27. I am 44. I can’t seem t… get rid of
I walked off the job again and the police stopped me for running a red light at Serrano… my mind was rather gone and I stood in a patch of leaves
all of a sudden I’m a painter. a girl from Galveston gives me $50 for a painting of a man holding a candycane while floating in a darkened sky.
and the subnormal. all through grammar school junior high high school junior college
is the slim tall ear-ringed bedroom damsel dressed in a long gown
looking out the window smoking rolled cigarettes drinking Sanka and watching the workers come on in
I remember the Model-T. Sitting high, the running boards seemed friendly, and on cold days, in the mornings, and often at other times, my father had to fit the hand-crank into the front...
if you’re going to try, go all the way. otherwise, don’t even start. if you’re going to try, go all the way.
what’s bad about all this is watching people drinking coffee and waiting. I would