#1993 #AmericanWriters #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
look there. the one you considered killing you… for. you saw her the other day getting out of her car
The flies are angry bits of life; why are they so angry? it seems they want more, it seems almost as if they are angry
Then I developed a new system at the racetrack. I pulled in $3,000 in a month and a half while only going to the track two or three times a week. I began to dream. I saw a little house ...
out of the arms of one love and into the arms of another I have been saved from dying on th… by a lady who smokes pot writes songs and stories,
there are worse things than being alone but it often takes decades to realize this and most often
and the subnormal. all through grammar school junior high high school junior college
you just don’t know how to do it, you know that, and you can’t do a lot of other useful things either. it’s the fault of the
There was this place. It stretched over the sea, it was built over the sea. An old place, but with a touch of class. We got a room on the first floor. You could hear the ocean running d...
yes, they begin out in a willow, I… the starch mountains begin out in… and keep right on going without re… pumas and nectarines somehow these mountains are like
Sam the whorehouse man has squeaky shoes and he walks up and down the court squeaking and talking to
he got knifed in broad daylight, c… holding his hands over his gut, dr… on the pavement. nobody waiting in line left their… he made it to the Mission doorway,…
when I was in grammar school my parents were poor and in my lunch bag there was only a peanut butter sandwich.
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...
The 5th grade was a little better. The other students seemed less hostile and I was growing larger physically. I still wasn’t chosen for the homeroom teams but I was threatened less. Da...
The next day Katherine phoned me. She said she had the tickets and would be landing at L.A. International Friday at 2:30 pm. “Katherine,” I said, “there’s something I’ve got to tell you...