#1993 #AmericanWriters #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
One Sunday Jimmy talked me into going to the beach with him. He wanted to go swimming. I didn’t want to he seen wearing swimming trunks because my hack was covered with boils and scars....
One night I was coming around the corner after sneaking down to the cafeteria for a pack of smokes. And there was a face I knew. It was Tom Moto! The guy I had subbed with under The Sto...
sleep at Lila’s and in the morning we get the breakfast special at th… then it’s up to her friend Buffy’s… Buffy has boy twins, father in dou… in a $150-a-month apt.
in the winter walking on my ceiling my eyes the size of street… I have 4 feet like a mouse but wash my own underwear—bearded and hungover and a hard-on and no lawy…
I had been corresponding with Tanya and on the evening of January 5th she phoned. She had a high excited sexy voice like Betty Boop used to have. “I’m flying down tomorrow evening. Will...
The flies are angry bits of life; why are they so angry? it seems they want more, it seems almost as if they are angry
call it th e green house effect or… but it just doesn’t rain like it used to. particularly remember the rains of… depression era.
look there. the one you considered killing you… for. you saw her the other day getting out of her car
this one teaches that one lives with his mother and that one is supported by a red… with the brain of a gnat. this one takes speed and has been…
I cut the middle fingernail of the… finger right hand real short and I began rubbing along her cunt
each man must realize that it can all disappear very quickly: the cat, the woman, the job, the front tire,
rose red sunlight; take it apart in the garage like a puzzle:
I didn’t know exactly why but Chuck, Eddie, Gene and Frank let me join them in some of their games. I think it started when another guy showed up and they needed three on a side. I stil...
very tall girl lifts her nose at m… outside a supermarket as if I were a walking garbage can; and I had no desire for her, no more desire
she died of alcoholism wrapped in a blanket on a deck chair on an ocean steamer.