#1977 #AmericanWriters #LoveIsADogFromHell
my doctor has just come into his o… from surgery. he meets me in the men’s john. “God damn,” he says to me, “where did you find her? oh, I jus…
the centerfielder turns rushes back reaches up his glove and
bet on #6, I try red, I stare at… wonder what Chekhov would do, and… blue plates sit eating the carnage… and look very much like Russians a… my left tit and try to smile like…
lonely as a dry and used orchard spread over the earth for use and surrender. shot down like an ex—pug selling dailies on the corner.
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...
I am in this low—slung sports car painted a deep, rich yellow driving under an Italian sun. I have a British accent. I’m wearing dark shades
there are these small cliffs above the sea and it is night, late night; I have been unable to sleep, and with my car above me
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…
The boys on Dorsey station didn’t know my problems. I’d enter through the back way each night, hide my sweater in a tray and walk in to get my timecard: We had a game going, the black-w...
I even hear the mountains the way they laugh up and down their blue sides and down in the water the fish cry
The riots ended, the baby calmed down, and I found ways to avoid Janko. But the dizzy spells persisted. The doctor wrote me a standing order for the green-white librium capsules and the...
what you see is what you see: madhouses are rarely on display. that we still walk about and scratch ourselves and light
the dead can sleep they don’t get up and rage they don’t have a wife. her white face like a flower in a closed
believe in earning one’s own way but I also believe in the unexpect… gift and it is a wondrous thing when a woman who has read your wor…
the pleasures of the damned are limited to brief moments of happiness: like the eyes in the look of a dog… like a square of wax,