#1993 #AmericanWriters #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
A couple of nights later Becker walked in. I guess my parents gave him my address or he located me through the college. I had my name and address listed with the employment division at ...
around 2 a.m. in my small room after turning off the poem machine for now
big sloppy wounded dog hit by a car and walking toward the curbing making enormous sounds
I didn’t see Lydia for a couple of days, although I did manage to phone her 6 or 7 times during that period. Then the weekend arrived. Her ex-husband, Gerald, always took the children o...
225 days under grass and you know more than I. they have long taken your blood, you are a dry stick in a basket. is this how it works?
between 2 and 5 p.m. any day and a… Wednesday, it’s 20% off for us old dogs approaching the sunset… it’s strange to be old and not fee… old
I could see the road ahead of me. I was poor and I was going to stay poor. But I didn’t particularly want money. I didn’t know what I wanted. Yes, I did. I wanted someplace to hide out,...
they found him walking along the f… all red in front he had taken a rusty tin can and cut off his sexual
bluebird there’s a bluebird in my heart tha… wants to get out but I’m too tough for him, say, stay in there, I’m not going
drunk again at 3 a.m. at the end o… of wine, I have typed from a dozen… poesy an old man maddened for the flesh of young gi…
the rooms at the hospital went for 550 a day. that was for the room alone. the amazing thing, though, was tha… in some of the rooms
believe in earning one’s own way but I also believe in the unexpect… gift and it is a wondrous thing when a woman who has read your wor…
more wasted days, gored days, evaporated days. more squandered days, days pissed away,
in the Valkerie Mountains among the strutting peacocks I found a flower as large as my head
my moustache is pasted-on and my wig and my eyebrows and even my eyes... then something stuns me... the lampshades swing, I hear