#1993 #AmericanWriters #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
the lair of the hunted is hidden in the last place you’d ever look and even if you find it you won’t believe
dying has its rough edge. no escaping now. the warden has his eye on me. his bad eye. I’m doing hard time now.
during my worst times on the park benches in the jails or living with whores
I stop my car at the signal I see her walking past the graveya… as she walks past the iron fence I can see through the iron fence and I see the headstones
Shirley came to town with a broken… and met the Chicano who smoked long slim cigars and they got a place together on Beacon street
hey, said my friend, I want you to… Hangdog Harry, he reminds me of y… and I said, all right, and we went… this cheap hotel. old men sitting around watching
monkey feet small and blue walking toward you as the back of a building falls of… and an airplane chews the white sk…
During the second and third grades I still didn’t get a chance to play baseball but I knew that somehow I was developing into a player. If I ever got a bat in my hands again I knew I wo...
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…
there was a frozen tree that I wan… but the shells came down and in Vegas looking across at a g… at 3:30 in the morning, I died without nails, without a co…
boy, don’t come around here tellin… can’t cut it, that they’re pitching you low and insid… they are conspiring against you, that all you want is a chance but…
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.
love, he said, gas kiss me off kiss my lips kiss my hair my fingers
I got back, made love to Lydia several times, got in a fight with her, and left L. A. International late one morning to give a reading in Arkansas. I was lucky enough to have a seat by ...
he spoke to mice and sparrows and his hair was white at the age… his father beat him every day and… lit candles in the church. his grandmother came while the boy…