#1977 #AmericanWriters #LoveIsADogFromHell
here comes the fishhead singing here comes the baked potato in dra… here comes nothing to do all day l… here comes another night of no sle… here comes the phone wringing the…
call it love stand it up in the failing light put it in a dress pray sing beg cry laugh
I didn’t know exactly why but Chuck, Eddie, Gene and Frank let me join them in some of their games. I think it started when another guy showed up and they needed three on a side. I stil...
The baby was crawling, discovering the world. Marina slept in bed with us at night. There was Marina, Fay, the cat and myself. The cat slept on the bed too. Look here, I thought, I have...
225 days under grass and you know more than I. they have long taken your blood, you are a dry stick in a basket. is this how it works?
with an Apple Macintosh you can’t run Radio Shack program… in its disc drive. nor can a Commodore 64 drive read a file
it is like this when you slip down, done like a wound-up victrola (you remember those?) and you go downtown
I sit here on the 2nd floor hunched over in yellow pajamas still pretending to be a writer.
my friend is worried about dying he lives in Frisco I live in L.A. he goes to the gym and works with the iron and hits
she lived in Galveston and was int… T.M. and I went down to visit her and w… continually even though it was ver… weather
I know that some night in some bedroom soon my fingers will rift
We are like roses that have never… bloom when we should have bloomed… it is as if the sun has become disgusted with waiting
Fay was all right with the pregnancy. For an old gal, she was all right. We waited around at our place. Finally the time came. “It won’t be long,” she said. “I don’t want to get there t...
I read a book about John Dos Pas… the book once radical—communist John ended up in the Hollywood Hi… and reading the Wall Street Journal
the virus holds the concepts give way like rotten shoelaces toothache and bacon dance on the lawn