#1993 #AmericanWriters #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
I found that the only way I could keep from dizzy-spelling into my case was to get up and take a walk now and then. Fazzio, a supervisor who had the station at the time, saw me walking ...
My drinking slowed down the next week. I went to the racetrack to get fresh air and sunshine and plenty of walking. At night I drank, wondering why I was still alive, how the scheme wor...
vain vanilla ladies strutting while van Gogh did it to himself. girls pulling on silk hose
I’m big I suppose that’s why my women alwa… small but this 6 foot goddess who deals in real estate
first of all, I had a hard time, a… locating the parking lot for the b… wasn’t off the main boulevard wher… the cars all driven by merciless k… were doing 55 mph in a 25 mph zone…
I’ve come by, she says, to tell yo… that this is it. I’m not kidding,… over. this is it. I sit on the couch watching her ar… her long red hair before my bedroo…
there was a frozen tree that I wan… but the shells came down and in Vegas looking across at a g… at 3:30 in the morning, I died without nails, without a co…
I never wear dark shades but this red head went to get a prescription filled on Hollywood… and she kept haggling and working… me, snapping and snarling.
“you know,” she said, “you were at the bar so you didn’t see but I danced with this guy. we danced and we danced close.
a woman, a tire that’s flat, a disease, a desire: fears in front of you, fears that hold so still
I was asked to give a reading at a famous nightclub, The Lancer, on Hollywood Boulevard. I agreed to read two nights. I was to follow a rock group, The Big Rape, each night. I was getti...
after the slaughter house there was a bar around the corner and I sat in there and watched the sun go down through the window,
he sat naked and drunk in a room o… night, running the blade of the kn… under his fingernails, smiling, th… of all the letters he had received telling him that
sometimes I forget about him and h… innocence, almost idiotic, awkward… he liked walking over bridges and… to night I think about him, the wa… one felt space between his lines,…
I pick up the skirt, I pick up the sparkling beads in black, this thing that moved once around flesh,