#1993 #AmericanWriters #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
one of the terrible things is really being in bed night after night with a woman you no longer
Cecelia sat and watched us drink. I could see that I repulsed her. I ate meat. I had no god. I liked to fuck. Nature didn’t interest me. I never voted. I liked wars. Outer space bored m...
He hinted at times that I was a bastard and I told him to listen to Brahms, and I told him to learn to paint and drink and not be dominated by women and dollars but he screamed at me, F...
Then there were only 6 or 7 of us.… “How you doing on your scheme, Ch… “No trouble at all,” I said. “O.… “Yes, Woodburn.” “Listen, I don’t like to be bothe…
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
I have lain in bed all day but I have written one poem and I am up now looking out the window and like a novelist might say
all the women all their kisses the different ways they love and talk and need. their ears they all have
We are like roses that have never… bloom when we should have bloomed… it is as if the sun has become disgusted with waiting
he’s a runt he snarls and scratches chases cars groans in his sleep and has a perfect star above each…
call it the greenhouse effect or w… but it just doesn’t rain like it u… I particularly remember the rains… depression era. there wasn’t any money but there w…
Later in the hospital they were dabbing at my knees with pieces of cotton that had been soaked in something. It burned. My elbows burned too. The doctor was bending over me with a nurse...
I took Tanya to the airport the next afternoon. We had a drink in the same bar. The high-yellow wasn’t around; all that leg was with somebody else. “No. You love sex and there’s nothing...
at the window I watch a man with a power mower the sounds of his doing race like flies and bees
dame some dogs who sleep at night must dream of bones and I remember your bones in flesh
schoolgirls in pantyhose sitting on bus stop benches looking tired at 13 with their raspberry lipstick. it’s hot in the sun