#1977 #AmericanWriters #LoveIsADogFromHell
the girls were young and worked the streets but often couldn’t score, they
you may not believe it but there are people who go through life with very little friction or
It was another Sunday that we got into the Model-T in search of my Uncle John. “He has no ambition,” said my father. “I don’t see how he can hold his god-damned head up and look people ...
the mockingbird had been following… all summer mocking mocking mocking teasing and cocksure; the cat crawled under rockers on p…
It’s never quite right, he said, t… the way the music sounds, the way… written. It’s never quite right, he said, a… taught, all the loves we chase, al…
almost dawn blackbirds on the telephone wire waiting as I eat yesterday’s forgotten sandwich
I’m not going to die easy; I’ve sat on your suicide beds in some of the worst holes in America,
in the center of the action you have to lay down like an anima… until it charges, you have to lay down
she reads to me from the New York… which I don’t buy, don’t know how they get in here, but it’s something about the Mafia one of the heads of the Mafia
Times were still hard. Nobody was any more surprised than I when Mears– Starbuck phoned and asked me to report to work the next Monday. I had gone all around town putting in dozens of a...
64 days and nights in that place, chemotherapy, antibiotics, blood running into the catheter. leukemia.
Wagner wasn’t done with us. I was standing in the yard during gym class when he walked up to me. “I’m putting you on garbage detail until further notice.” The kids had to work off their...
this man used to be an interesting writer, he was able to say brisk and refreshing things. at the time
self-congratulatory nonsense as th… famous gather to applaud their see… greatness you wonder where
I had this room in front on DeLon… and I used to sit for hours in the daytime looking out the front window.