#1977 #AmericanWriters #LoveIsADogFromHell
Making love in the sun, in the mor… in a hotel room above the alley where poor men poke for bottles; making love in the sun
“What’s a guy like you doing in a place like this?” We got into my car and she told me where she lived. We stopped for a couple of big steaks, vegetables, stuff for a salad, potatoes, b...
We got back to 1010. I had my check. I’d left word that we didn’t want to be disturbed. Tammie and I sat drinking. I’d read 5 or 6 love poems about her. “They knew who I was,” she said....
the was te of words continues with a stunning persistence as the waiter runs by carrying the… tray
After English class one day Mrs. Curtis asked me to stay. She had great legs and a lisp and there was something about the legs and the lisp together that heated me up. She was about 32,...
That summer, July 1934, they gunned down John Dillinger outside the movie house in Chicago. He never had a chance. The Lady in Red had fingered him. More than a year earlier the banks h...
oh, how worried they are about my soul! I get letters the phone rings... “are you going to be all right?”
When I awakened a few hours later, Tanya was not in the bed. It was only 9 am. I found her sitting on the couch drinking out of a pint of whiskey. “I always get up at noon. We’re going ...
now mo re and more all these people running around wearing the American Flag Shirt and it was more or less once assum… think but I’m not sure)
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...
Bobby’s wife worked two nights a week and when she was gone he got on the telephone. I knew that on Tuesday and Thursday nights he would be lonely. It was Tuesday night when the phone r...
in the earliest possible day in the blue-headed noon I will telegraph you a boney hand decorated with
they ge t up on their garage roof both of them 80 or 90 years old standing on the slant she wanting to fall really all the way
she bent over the side of the bed and opened the portfolio along the side of the wall. we were drinking. she said, “you promised me these
I would, of course, prefer to be w… instead of with a photograph of an… to the sound of the anvil chorus a… girls kicking high, showing everyt… but I might as well be dead right…