#1993 #AmericanWriters #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
Luckily I had auto insurance that paid for a rental car. I drove Katherine to the racetrack in it. We sat in the sundeck at Hollywood Park near the stretch turn. Katherine said she didn...
terrible arguments. and, at last, lying peacefully on her large bed which is spread in red with cool patterns o…
now more and more all these people running around wearing the American Flag Shirt and it was more or less once assum… think but I’m not sure)
big sloppy wounded dog hit by a car and walking toward the curbing making enormous sounds
Tammie came by that night. She appeared to be high on uppers. “I want some champagne,” she said. Then the phone rang. It was Lydia. “I just wondered how you were doing. ...” “You know D...
Wednesday night found me at the airport waiting for Iris. I sat around and looked at the women. None of them—except for one or two—looked as good as Iris. There was something wrong with...
I didn’t do much the rest of the week. The Oaktree meet was on. I went to the track 2 or 3 times, broke even. I wrote a dirty story for a sex mag, wrote 10 or 12 poems, masturbated, and...
twitching in the sheets— to face the sunlight again, that’s clearly trouble. I like the city better when the
the final curtain on one of the lo… musicals ever, some people claim t… seen it over one hundred times. I saw it on the tv news, that fina… flowers, cheers, tears, a thundero…
“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.
dumb, Jesus Christ, some people are so dumb you can hear them splashing around
I had worked my charms on her for a couple of nights in a bar— not that we were new lovers, I had loved her for 16 months but she didn’t want to come to my…
he talks like he writes and he has a face like a dove, unt… externals. little shiver of horror runs throu… about
The ultra-violet ray machine clicked off. I had been treated on both sides. I took off the goggles and began to dress. Miss Ackerman walked in. “Not yet,” she said, “keep your clothes o...
Markov claims I am trying to stab his soul but I’d prefer his wife. put my feet on the coffee table and he says,