#1993 #AmericanWriters #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
I have been hanging here headless for so long that the body has forgotten
Somehow the money slipped away after that and soon I left the track and sat around in my apartment waiting for the 90 days’ leave to run out. My nerves were raw from the drinking and th...
I read that he lost a suitcase ful… train and that they never were rec… I can’t match the agony of this but the other night I wrote a 3—pa… upon this computer
The track had moved down the coast a hundred miles or so. I kept paying the rent on my apartment in town, got in my car and drove down. Once or twice a week I would drive back to the ap...
once starving in Philadelphia I had a small room it was evening going into night and I stood at my window on the 3r…
I was the last one off the plane and there was Joanna Dover. “Joanna, let’s have a Bloody Mary while we wait for my baggage. Oh hell, I don’t have any baggage. But let’s have a Bloody M...
at exactly 12:00 midnight 1973-74 Los Angeles it began to rain on the palm leaves outside my window
Dee Dee had to pick up her son at the airport. He was coming home from England for his vacation. He was 17, she told me, and his father was an ex-concert pianist. But he’d fallen for sp...
a single dog walking alone on a hot sidewalk of summer appears to have the power of ten thousand gods.
twitching in the sheets— to face the sunlight again, that’s clearly trouble. I like the city better when the
at the track today, Father’s Day, each paid admission was entitled to a wallet and each contained a
the goldfish sing all night with g… and the whores go down with the st… the whores go down with the stars I’m sorry, sir, we close at 4:30, besides yr mother’s neck is dirty,
maybe I’ll win the Irish Sweepsta… maybe I’ll go nuts maybe Harcourt Brace will call or maybe unemployment insurance or rich lesbian at the top of a hill.
One morning a few days later I entered Lydia’s courtyard as she was walking in from the alley. She had been over to see her friend Tina who lived in an apartment house on the corner. Sh...
16 years old during the depression I’d come home drunk and all my clothing— shorts, shirts, stockings—