#1993 #AmericanWriters #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
he hooked to the body hard took it well and loved to fight had seven in a row and a small fle… over one eye,
The next night as they moved the group from the main build– ing to the training building, I stopped to talk to Gus the old newsboy. Gus had once been 3rd-ranked welterweight contender b...
you no faces no faces at all laughing at nothing—
once bought a toy rabbit at a department store and now he sits and ponders me with pink sheer eyes: He wants golf balls and glass
long ago he edited a little magazi… was up in San Francisco during the beat era during the reading-poetry-with-jaz… and I remember him because he neve…
he sits all day at the bus stop at Sunset and Western his sleeping bag beside him. he’s dirty. nobody bothers him.
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
at the track today, Father’s Day, each paid admission was entitled to a wallet and each contained a
each man must realize that it can all disappear very quickly: the cat, the woman, the job, the front tire,
The next day in bed I got tired of waiting for the airplanes and I found a large yellow notebook that had been meant for high school work. It was empty. I found a pen. I went to bed wit...
I looked for a job all summer and couldn’t find one. Jimmy Hatcher caught on at an aircraft plant. Hitler was acting up in Europe and creating jobs for the unemployed. I had been with J...
ask the sidewalk painters of Paris ask the sunlight on a sleeping dog ask the 3 pigs ask the paperboy ask the music of Donizetti
You had to fill out more papers to get out than to get in. The first page they gave you was a personalized mimeo affair from the postmaster of the city. It began: “I am sorry you are te...
We are like roses that have never… bloom when we should have bloomed… it is as if the sun has become disgusted with waiting
There was death in that place on the hill. I knew it the first day I walked out the screen door and into the backyard. A zing– ing binging buzzing whining sound came right at me: 10,000...