#1993 #AmericanWriters #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
I didn’t know exactly why but Chuck, Eddie, Gene and Frank let me join them in some of their games. I think it started when another guy showed up and they needed three on a side. I stil...
I had just won $115 from the heads… was naked upon my bed listening to an opera by one of th… and had just gotten rid of a very… when there was a knock upon the wo…
old Butch, they fixed him the girls don’t look like much anymore. when Big Sam moved out of the back
it was up in San Francisco after my poetry reading. it had been a nice crowd I had gotten my money I had this place upstairs
I was sitting in my shorts one afternoon a week later. There was a tender little knock on the door. “Just a moment,” I said. I put on a robe and opened the door. “We’re two girls from G...
what you see is what you see: madhouses are rarely on display. that we still walk about and scratch ourselves and light
drive to the beach at night in the winter and sit and look at the burned-dow… wonder why they just let it sit th… in the water.
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…
There was a gang of us down there. 150 or 200. There were tedious papers to fill out. Then we all stood up and faced the flag. The guy who swore us in was the same guy who had sworn me ...
the waste of words continues with a stunning persistence as the waiter runs by carrying the… tray
16 years old during the depression I’d come home drunk and all my clothing— shorts, shirts, stockings—
old grey-haired waitresses in cafes at night have given it up, and as I walk down sidewalks of light and look into windows
she lived in Galveston and was int… T.M. and I went down to visit her and w… continually even though it was ver… weather
I can see myself now after all these suicide days and n… being wheeled out of one of those… (of course, this is only if I get… by a subnormal and bored nurse
the soldiers march without guns the graves are empty peacocks glide in the rain down stairways march great men smi… there is food enough and rent enou…