#1993 #AmericanWriters #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
The next day Katherine phoned me. She said she had the tickets and would be landing at L.A. International Friday at 2:30 pm. “Katherine,” I said, “there’s something I’ve got to tell you...
you have to have it or the walls w… in. you have to give everything up, th… away, everything away. you have to look at what you look…
in the hospitals I’ve been in you see the crosses on the walls with the thin palm leaves behind t… yellowed and browned it is the signal to accept the ine…
Hugo Wolf went mad while eating a… and writing his 253rd song; it was… April and the worms came out of th… humming Tannhäuser, and he spilled… with his ink, and his blood fell o…
I sit here on the 2nd floor hunched over in yellow pajamas still pretending to be a writer.
That Tuesday night we were sitting at my place drinking; Tammie, me and her brother, Jay. The phone rang. It was Bobby. “Louie and his wife are down here and she’d like to meet you.” Lo...
I met an old drunk on the street one afternoon. I used to know him from the days with Betty when we made the rounds of the bars. He told me that he was now a postal clerk and that there...
we have everything and we have not… and some men do it in churches and some men do it by tearing butt… in half and some men do it in Palm Spring…
waiting for death like a cat that will jump on the bed I am so very sorry for
monkey feet small and blue walking toward you as the back of a building falls of… and an airplane chews the white sk…
swans die in the Spring too and there it floated dead on a Sunday sideways circling in the current
here I am in the ground my mouth open and
One day I was at the bar between races and I saw this woman. God or somebody keeps creating women and tossing them out on the streets, and this one’s ass is too big and that one’s tits ...
it is not very good to not get through whether it’s the wall the human mind
with old cars, especially when you… and drive them for many years a love affair is inevitable: you even learn to accept their little