#1993 #AmericanWriters #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
After 3 years I made “regular.” That meant holiday pay (subs didn’t get paid for holidays) and a 40 hour week with 2 days off. The Stone was also forced to assign me as relief man to 5 ...
I was in the 4th grade when I found out about it. I was probably one of the last to know, because I still didn’t talk to anybody. A boy walked up to “Your mother has a hole . . .”—he to...
the canaries were there, and the l… and the old woman with warts; and I was there, a child and I touched the piano keys as they talked—
it’s the same as before or the other time or the time before that. here’s a cock and here’s a cunt
kool enough to die but not kill I take my doctor’s green pill drink tea as the sharks swim through vases o…
there’s Barry in his ripped walkin… he’s on Thorazine is 24 looks 38 lives with his mother in the same
Wagner wasn’t done with us. I was standing in the yard during gym class when he walked up to me. “I’m putting you on garbage detail until further notice.” The kids had to work off their...
I hear them outside: “does he always type this late?” “no, it’s very unusual.” “he shouldn’t type this
big black beard tells me that I don’t feel terror I look at him
if I suffer at this typewriter think how I’d feel among the lettuce— pickers of Salinas?
Style is the answer to everything. A fresh way to approach a dull or… To do a dull thing with style is p… To do a dangerous thing with style… Bullfighting can be an art
ask the sidewalk painters of Paris ask the sunlight on a sleeping dog ask the 3 pigs ask the paperboy ask the music of Donizetti
the blue pencil of the wave shots of yellow road a steering wheel an insane woman sitting next to you
We are like roses that have never… bloom when we should have bloomed… it is as if the sun has become disgusted with waiting
my goldfish stares with watery eye… into the hemisphere of my sorrow; upon the thinnest of threads we hang together, hang hang hang