#1993 #AmericanWriters #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
this kid used to teach at Kansas… then they moved him out he went to a bean factory then he and his wife moved to the… she got a job and worked while
you may not believe it but there are people who go through life with very little friction or
A couple of nights later Becker walked in. I guess my parents gave him my address or he located me through the college. I had my name and address listed with the employment division at ...
a single dog walking alone on a hot sidewalk of summer appears to have the power of ten thousand gods.
the night I was going to die I was sweating on the bed and I could hear the crickets and there was a cat fight outside and I could feel my soul dropping…
see this poem? was written without drinking. don’t need to drink to write.
I read last Saturday in the redwoods outside of Santa Cruz and I was about 3/4's finished when I heard a long high scream and a quite attractive
you won’t see them often for wherever the crowd is they are not. those odd ones, not
A week later I was driving down Hollywood Boulevard with Lydia. A weekly entertainment newspaper published in California at that time had asked me to write an article on the life of the...
was a truly amazing man he pretended to be rich even though we lived on beans and… when we sat down to eat, he said,
3 small boys run toward me blowing whistles and they scream you’re under arrest! you’re drunk!
one of Lorca’s best lines is, “agony, always agony ...” think of this when you
not much chance, completely cut loose from purpose, he was a young man riding a bus
the words have come and gone, I sit ill. the phone rings, the cats sleep. Linda vacuums. I am waiting to live,
we fought for 17 days inside that… thrusting and counter-thrusting but finally she got away and I walked outside and spit