#1977 #AmericanWriters #LoveIsADogFromHell
I was fairly drunk when it began and I took out my bottle and… along the way. I was reading a wee… Kandel and I did not look quite a… pretty but
I only met one student at City College that I liked, Robert Becker. He wanted to be a writer. “I’m going to learn everything there is to learn about writing. It will be like taking a ca...
I could see the road ahead of me. I was poor and I was going to stay poor. But I didn’t particularly want money. I didn’t know what I wanted. Yes, I did. I wanted someplace to hide out,...
shot off his left ear then his right, and then tore off his belt buckle with hot lead, and then
the hearse comes through the room… the beheaded, the disappeared, the… mad. the flies are a glue of sticky pas… their wings will not
They don’t make it the beautiful die in flame— suicide pills, rat poison, rope wh… ever... they rip their arms off,
if you can’t stand the heat, he sa… kitchen. you know who said that? Harry Truman. I’m not in the kitchen, I say, I’… oven.
she was sitting in the window of room 1010 at the Chelsea in New York, Janis Joplin’s old room. it was 104 degrees
invent yourself and then reinvent… don’t swim in the same slough. invent yourself and then reinvent… and stay out of the clutches of medioc…
She wasn’t really a cop, she was a clerk-cop. And she started coming in and telling me about a guy who wore a purple stick pin and was a “real gentleman.” “Well,” I’d ask, “how was old ...
when Whitman wrote, “I sing the b… I know what he meant I know what he wanted:
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
terrible arguments. and, at last, lying peacefully on her large bed which is spread in red with cool patterns o…
I know a woman who keeps buying puzzles Chinese puzzles blocks
Beowulf may have killed Grendel a… Grendel’s mother but he couldn’t kill this one: