#1977 #AmericanWriters #LoveIsADogFromHell
I heard it first while screwing a… who had the biggest box in Scranton. I listened to it again as I wrote… to my mother
I’m big I suppose that’s why my women alwa… small but this 6 foot goddess who deals in real estate
if I suffer at this typewriter think how I’d feel among the lettuce— pickers of Salinas?
oh, how worried they are about my soul! I get letters the phone rings... “are you going to be all right?”
the words have come and gone, I sit ill. the phone rings, the cats sleep. Linda vacuums. I am waiting to live,
half drunk I left her place her warm blankets and I was hungover didn’t even know what town
I found that the only time to study was before sleeping. I was always too tired to make and eat breakfast, so I would go out and buy a tall 6 pack, put it on the chair beside the bed, r...
twitching in the sheets— to face the sunlight again, that’s clearly trouble. I like the city better when the
my friend William is a fortunate m… he lacks the imagination to suffer he kept his first job his first wife can drive a car 50,000 miles
The bandages were helpful. L.A. County Hospital had finally come up with something. The boils drained. They didn’t vanish but they flattened a bit. Yet some new ones would appear and ri...
in the men’s room at the track this boy of about 7 or 8 years old came out of a stall
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...
and the subnormal. all through grammar school junior high high school junior college
I’m in bed. it’s morning and I hear: where are your socks? please get dressed!
John F. Kennedy flower knocks upo… shot through the neck; the gladiolas gather by the dozens… India dripping into Ceylon;