#1993 #AmericanWriters #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
at the hospital that I have been going to the nurses seem overweight. they are bulky in their
in the earliest possible day in the blue-headed noon I will telegraph you a boney hand decorated with
Graduation Day. We filed in with our caps and gowns to “Pomp and Circumstance.” I suppose that in our three years we must have learned something. Our ability to spell had probably impro...
The next time you listen to Borod… remember he was just a chemist who wrote music to relax; his house was jammed with peor e: students, artists, drunkards, bur…
That summer, July 1934, they gunned down John Dillinger outside the movie house in Chicago. He never had a chance. The Lady in Red had fingered him. More than a year earlier the banks h...
My German doctor walked up. The one who had given me the blood tests. “Congratulations,” he said, shaking my hand, "it’s a girl. 9 pounds, 3 ounces.” “The mother will be all right. She ...
she wore a platinum blond wig and her face was rouged and powder… and she put the lipstick on making a huge painted mouth and her neck was wrinkled
the girls are coming home in their… and I sit by the window and watch. there’s a girl in a red dress driving a white car
the history of melancholia includes all of us. me, I writhe in dirty sheets while staring at blue walls and nothing.
she was sitting in the window of room 1010 at the Chelsea in New York, Janis Joplin’s old room. it was 104 degrees
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...
we fought for 17 days inside that… thrusting and counter-thrusting but finally she got away and I walked outside and spit
consistency is terrific: shark-mouth grubby interior with an almost perfect body, long blazing hair—
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
the lilies storm my brain by god by god like nazi storm troopers! do you think I’m going tizzy?