#1993 #AmericanWriters #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
I blacked out after that. I guess I had consumed more whiskey than I thought. I don’t remember arriving at Nicole’s. I awakened in the morning with my back to somebody in a strange bed....
there are these small cliffs above the sea and it is night, late night; I have been unable to sleep, and with my car above me
Then I was called down to personnel at the old Federal Build– ing. They let me sit the usual 45 minutes or hour and one half. The man walked me back to a desk. There sat this woman. She...
Nothing matters but flopping on a mattress with cheap dreams and a beer as the leaves die and the horses d… and the landladies stare in the ha…
sometimes after you get your ass kicked real good by the forces you often wish you were a crane standing on one leg in blue water
The drilling and squeezing continued for weeks but there was little result. When one boil vanished another would appear. I often stood in front of the mirror alone, wondering how ugly a...
she was a short one getting fat and she had once been beautiful and she drank the wine she drank the wine in bed and
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...
she’s young, she said, but look at me, I have pretty ankles, and look at my wrists, I have pret… wrists
My father always ran the neighborhood kids away from our house. I was told not to play with them but I walked down the street and watched them anyhow. “Hey, Heinie!” they yelled, “Why d...
she reads to me from the New York… which I don’t buy, don’t know how they get in here, but it’s something about the Mafia one of the heads of the Mafia
outside my window Sunday. I am eating a grapefruit. church is over at the… Orthodox to the west.
I began at 6:18 p.m. and Dave Janko did not begin until 10:36 p.m., so it could have been worse. Having a 10:06 thirty minute lunch, I was usually back by the time he got in. In he’d co...
It’s never quite right, he said, t… the way the music sounds, the way… written. It’s never quite right, he said, a… taught, all the loves we chase, al…
my friend is worried about dying he lives in Frisco I live in L.A. he goes to the gym and works with the iron and hits