#1977 #AmericanWriters #LoveIsADogFromHell
the acute and terrible air hangs w… as summer birds mingle in the bran… and warble and mystify the clamor of the mind… an old parrot
my mother, father and I walked to the market once a week for our government relief food: cans of beans, cans of
the problem, of course, isn’t the… it’s the living parts which make up the Dem… the next person you pass on the st… multiply
this guy he’s got a crazy eye and he’s brown a dark brown from the sun the Hollywood and Western sun
he said, “I was working in Hollyw… working in Hollywood and he was the worst: he was too drunk to sta… end of the afternoon and so I had… into a taxi
there are worse things than being alone but it often takes decades to realize this and most often
a house with 7 or 8 people living in it getting up the rent. there’s a stereo never used and a set of bongos
At Mt. Justin, biology class was neat. We had Mr. Stanhope for our teacher. He was an old guy about 55 and we pretty much dominated him. Lilly Fischman was in the class and she was real...
The drilling and squeezing continued for weeks but there was little result. When one boil vanished another would appear. I often stood in front of the mirror alone, wondering how ugly a...
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…
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 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
all of a sudden I’m a painter. a girl from Galveston gives me $50 for a painting of a man holding a candycane while floating in a darkened sky.
I got lucky the next day. They called my name. It was a different doctor. I stripped down. He turned a hot white light on me and looked me over. I was sitting on the edge of the examina...
red summers and black satin charcoal and blood ringing the sheets while snails are stepped on and moths go batty