#1993 #AmericanWriters #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
lonely as a dry and used orchard spread over the earth for use and surrender. shot down like an ex—pug selling dailies on the corner.
“you know,” she said, “you were at the bar so you didn’t see but I danced with this guy. we danced and we danced close.
the weather is hot on the back of… which is down at Finkelstein’s who is gifted with 3 balls but no heart, but you’ve got to un… when the bull goes down
your life is your life don’t let it be clubbed into dank… be on the watch. there are ways out. there is a light somewhere.
kool enough to die but not kill I take my doctor’s green pill drink tea as the sharks swim through vases o…
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…
we were in bed and she started to fight: “you son of a bitch! you just wait… I’ll get you!” I began laughing:
I made practice runs down to skid row to get ready for my future. I didn’t like what I saw down there. Those men and women had no special daring or brilliance. They wanted what everybod...
this time has finished me. I feel like the German troops whipped by snow and the communists walking bent with newspapers stuffed into
naked along the side of the house, 8 a.m., spreading sesame seed oil over my body, Jesus, have I come to this? I once battled in dark alleys for…
the old L.A. Public Library burn… down that library downtown and with it went large part of my
we talk about this film: Cagney fed this broad grapefruit faster than she could eat it and
out of the arms of one love and into the arms of another I have been saved from dying on th… by a lady who smokes pot writes songs and stories,
has been going on for some time. there is this young waitress where… at the racetrack. how are you doing today?” she asks… winning pretty good,” I reply.
now the territory is taken, the sacrificial lambs have been sl… as history is scratched again on t… as the bankers scurry to survive, as the young girls paint their hun…