#1993 #AmericanWriters #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
you just don’t know how to do it, you know that, and you can’t do a lot of other useful things either. it’s the fault of the
The next thing I knew, I had a young girl from Texas on my lap. I won’t go into details of how I met her. Anyway, there it was. She was 23. I was 36. She had long blonde hair and was go...
Then I started attending Mt. Justin Jr. High. About half the guys from Delsey Grammar School went there, the biggest and toughest half. Another gang of giants came from other schools. O...
New Year’s Eve was another bad night for me to get through. My parents had always delighted in New Year’s Eve, listening to it approach on the radio, city by city, until it arrived in L...
the blue pencil of the wave shots of yellow road a steering wheel an insane woman sitting next to you
she writes: you’ll be moaning and groaning in your poems about how I fucked those 2 guys last week.
“You ought to try to be like Abe Mortenson,” said my mother, “he gets straight A’s. Why can’t you ever get any A’s?” “Henry is dead on his ass,” said my father. “Sometimes I can’t belie...
I am a panther shut up and bellowi… cement walls, and I am angry at bl… evenings without ventilation and I am angry with you, and it wi… like a rose
here I’m supposed to be a great po… and I’m sleepy in the afternoon here I am aware of death like a gi… charging at me and I’m sleepy in the afternoon
The next day in bed I got tired of waiting for the airplanes and I found a large yellow notebook that had been meant for high school work. It was empty. I found a pen. I went to bed wit...
the ladies of summer will die like… and the lie the ladies of summer will love so long as the price is not forever
Making love in the sun, in the mor… in a hotel room above the alley where poor men poke for bottles; making love in the sun
30 dogs, 20 men on 20 horses and o… and look here, they write, you are a dupe for the state, the… you are in the ego-dream, read your history, study the monet…
I used to hold my social security… up in the air, he told me, but I was so small they couldn’t see it,
drinking 15 dollar champagne— Cordon Rouge—with the hookers. one is named Georgia and she doesn’t like pantyhose: I keep helping her pull up