#1993 #AmericanWriters #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
Mongolian coasts shining in light, listen to the pulse of the sun, the tiger is the same to all of us and high oh so high on the branch
Fay was all right with the pregnancy. For an old gal, she was all right. We waited around at our place. Finally the time came. “It won’t be long,” she said. “I don’t want to get there t...
he comes out at 7:30 a.m. every da… with 3 peanut butter sandwiches, a… there’s one can of beer which he floats in the baitbucket. he fishes for hours with a small t…
you consult psychiatrists and phil… when things aren’t going well and whores when they are. the whores are there for young boy… men; to the young boys they say,
My father had two brothers. The younger was named Ben and the older was named John. Both were alcoholics and ne’er-do-wells. My parents often spoke of them. “Neither of them amount to a...
I had worked my charms on her for a couple of nights in a bar— not that we were new lovers, I had loved her for 16 months but she didn’t want to come to my…
if I suffer at this typewriter think how I’d feel among the lettuce— pickers of Salinas?
self-congratulatory nonsense as th… famous gather to applaud their see… greatness you wonder where
stew at noon, my dear; and look: the ants, the sawdust, the mica plants, the shadows of banks like bad jokes; do you think we’ll hear
these boys have got class they ought to make kings out of old men rolling cigarettes in rooms small enough
the droll noon where squadrons of worms creep up like stripteasers to be raped by blackbirds. I go outside
That summer, July 1934, they gunned down John Dillinger outside the movie house in Chicago. He never had a chance. The Lady in Red had fingered him. More than a year earlier the banks h...
eating cold plums in bed she told me about the German who owned everything on the block except the custom drapery shop and he tried to buy
my mother, father and I walked to the market once a week for our government relief food: cans of beans, cans of
liked D . H. Lawrence he could get so indignant he snapped and he ripped with wonderfully energetic sentenc… he could lay the word down