#1993 #AmericanWriters #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
we had goldfish and they circled a… in the bowl on the table near the… covering the picture window and my mother, always smiling, wanting… to be happy, told me, ‘be happy He…
The guide took us all over the building. There were so many of us that they had to break us up into groups. We used the elevator in shifts. We were shown the employee’s cafeteria, the b...
Katherine stayed 4 or 5 more days. We had reached the time of the month when it was risky for Katherine to fuck. I couldn’t stand rubbers. Katherine got some contraceptive foam. Meanwhi...
dogs and angels are not very different. I often go to this place to eat about 2:30 in the afternoon
you know I sat on the same barstool in Phi… 5 years I drank canned heat and the cheape… I was beaten in alleys by well-fed…
I only met one student at City College that I liked, Robert Becker. He wanted to be a writer. “I’m going to learn everything there is to learn about writing. It will be like taking a ca...
near the corner table in the cafe middle-aged couple sit. they have finished their
Born like this Into this As the chalk faces smile As Mrs. Death laughs As the elevators break
majestic, majic infinite my little girl is sun on the carpet—
there’s a bluebird in my heart tha… wants to get out but I’m too tough for him, I say, stay in there, I’m not goi… to let anybody see
It was a Wednesday night, 12:30 am and I was very sick. My stomach was raw, but I managed to hold down a few beers. Tammie was with me and she seemed sympathetic. Dancy was at her grand...
Style is the answer to everything. A fresh way to approach a dull or… To do a dull thing with style is p… To do a dangerous thing with style… Bullfighting can be an art
the wind blows hard to night and it’s a cold wind and I think about the boys on the row. hope some of them have a bottle
neither does this mean the dead are at the door begging bread before
at the track today, Father’s Day, each paid admission was entitled to a wallet and each contained a