#1993 #AmericanWriters #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
vain vanilla ladies strutting while van Gogh did it to himself. girls pulling on silk hose
people went into vacant lots and pulled up greens to cook and the men rolled Bull Durham or smoked Wings (10 a pack) and the dogs were thin and the cats were thin and the cats learned h...
One morning a few days later I entered Lydia’s courtyard as she was walking in from the alley. She had been over to see her friend Tina who lived in an apartment house on the corner. Sh...
My father always ran the neighborhood kids away from our house. I was told not to play with them but I walked down the street and watched them anyhow. “Hey, Heinie!” they yelled, “Why d...
I laugh sometimes when I think ab… say Céline at a typewriter or Dostoevsky... or Hamsun...
I’m in bed. it’s morning and I hear: where are your socks? please get dressed!
Three or four days later I found her note and phoned Debra. She said, “Come on over.” She gave me the directions to Playa del Rey and I drove over. She had a small rented house with a f...
they stop out front here looks as if the car is on fire the smoke blazes blue from the hoo… the motor sounds like cannon shots the car humps wildly
“what?” they say, “you got a computer?” it’s like I have sold out to the enemy. I had no idea so many
see this poem? was written without drinking. don’t need to drink to write.
this poet he’d been drinking 2 or 3 days and he walked out on the stage and looked at that audience and he just knew he was going to do it. there was a grand piano on stage and he walke...
is an orange animal with hand grenades fire power
I forget the beginning time. 6 or 7 p.m. Something like that. All you did was sit with a handful of letters, take a streetmap and figure your run. It was easy. All the drivers took much...
“your poems about the girls will s… 50 years from now when the girls a… my editor phones me. dear editor: the girls appear to be gone
neither does this mean the dead are at the door begging bread before