#1977 #AmericanWriters #LoveIsADogFromHell
consistency is terrific: shark-mouth grubby interior with an almost perfect body, long blazing hair—
a great white light dawns across t… continent as we fawn over our failed traditi… often kill to preserve them or sometimes kill just to kill.
sleepy now at 4 a.m. hear the siren of a white ambulance,
R.O.T.C. kept me away from sports while the other guys practiced every day. They made the school teams, won their letters and got the girls. My days were spent mostly marching around in...
they don’t make it the beautiful die in flame— suicide pills, rat poison, rope, w… ever... they rip their arms off,
this man sometimes forgets who he is. sometimes he thinks he’s the Pope. other times he thinks he’s a
the boys come up the boys climb up the brown pole as the waterheater gurgles in Spanish
the old folks play a game in the park overlooking the sea shoving markers across cement with wooden sticks. four play, two on each side
murdered in the alleys of the land frost-bitten against flagpoles pawned by females educated in the dark for the dark vomiting into plugged toilets
In the morning I heard her walkin… It was about 10:30 a.m. I was sic… She shook me. “Listen, I want you… “So what? I’ll screw her too.” “Yeah,” she laughed, “yeah.”
I feel gypped by dunces as if reality were the property of little men with luck and a headstart, and I sit in the cold
I can’t have it and you can’t have it and we won’t get it so don’t bet on it
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
I was 50 years old and hadn’t been to bed with a woman for four years. I had no women friends. I looked at them as I passed them on the streets or wherever I saw them, but I looked at t...
By the time they called me to dinner I was able to pull up my clothing and walk to the breakfast nook where we ate all our meals except on Sunday. There were two pillows on my chair. I ...