#1973 #AmericanWriters #BurningInWaterDrowningInFlame #CrucifixInADeathhand
That night I gave another bad reading. I didn’t care. They didn’t care. If John Cage could get one thousand dollars for eating an apple, I’d accept $500 plus air fare for being a lemon....
a single dog walking alone on a hot sidewalk of summer appears to have the power of ten thousand gods.
the boys come up the boys climb up the brown pole as the waterheater gurgles in Spanish
and so we suck on a cigar and a beer attempting to mend the love
rose red sunlight; take it apart in the garage like a puzzle:
I had Fridays and Saturdays off, which made Sunday the roughest day. Plus the fact that on Sunday they made me report at 3:30 p.m. instead of my usual 6:18 p.m. This Sunday I went in an...
you came out, she said, and then you kicked this guy’s car and then you threw yourself into a… you crushed the whole bush,
she’s not for you, man, she’s not your type, she’s erased she’s been used she’s got all the wrong
a great white light dawns across t… continent as we fawn over our failed traditi… often kill to preserve them or sometimes kill just to kill.
they laugh continually even when a board falls down and destroys a face or distorts a
sitting on a 2nd-floor porch at 1:… while looking out over the city. could be worse. we needn’t accomplish great things…
64 days and nights in that place, chemotherapy, antibiotics, blood running into the catheter. leukemia.
the balance is preserved by the sn… the Santa Monica cliffs; the luck is in walking down Wester… and having the girls in a massage parlor holler at you, “Hello, Swe…
By the time they called me to dinner I was able to pull up my clothing and walk to the breakfast nook where we ate all our meals except on Sunday. There were two pillows on my chair. I ...
My father always ran the neighborhood kids away from our house. I was told not to play with them but I walked down the street and watched them anyhow. “Hey, Heinie!” they yelled, “Why d...