#1977 #AmericanWriters #LoveIsADogFromHell
I began getting dizzy spells. I could feel them coming. The case would begin to whirl. The spells lasted about a minute. I couldn’t understand it. Each letter was getting heavier and he...
one of the first actors to play Ta… Motion Picture Home. he’d been there for years waiting… he spent much of his time running in and out of the wards
at the hospital that I have been going to the nurses seem overweight. they are bulky in their
vain vanilla ladies strutting while van Gogh did it to himself. girls pulling on silk hose
the branches break, the birds fall… the whores stand straight, the bombs stack, evening, morning, night, peanutbutter,
We came in low over Kansas City, the pilot said the temperature was 20 degrees, and there I was in my thin California sports coat and shirt, lightweight pants, summer stockings, and hol...
once we were young at this machine. . . drinking
we are gathered here now to bury her in this poem. she did not marry an unemployed wi… beat her every
I cross the room to the last wall the last window the last pink sun with its arms around the world
Jane, who has been dead for 31 yea… never could have imagined that I would write a scre… days together and
Curly Wagner picked out Morris Moscowitz. It was after school and eight or ten of us guys had heard about it and we walked out behind the gym to watch. Wagner laid down the rules, “We f...
this head like a saucer decorated with everything as lip to lip we hang in mechanical joy; my hands blaze with arias
here I am in the ground my mouth open and
up in northern California he stood in the pulpit and had been reading for some time he had been reading poems about nature and the goodness
they don’t make it the beautiful die in flame— suicide pills, rat poison, rope, w… ever... they rip their arms off,