#1993 #AmericanWriters #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
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...
suppose like others have come through fire and sword, love gone wrong, head-on crashes, drunk at sea, and I have listened to the simple…
are more beautiful than movie stars and they lounge on the lawn sunbathing
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…
sitting in a dark bedroom with 3 j… female. brown paper bags filled with trash… everywhere. is one-thirty in the afternoon.
I see old people on pensions in th… supermarkets and they are thin and… proud and they are dying they are starving on their feet an… nothing. long ago, among other lie…
take a writer away from his typewr… and all you have left is the sickness which started him
the droll noon where squadrons of worms creep up like stripteasers to be raped by blackbirds. I go outside
there waas a rock-and-mud slide on the Pacific Coast Highway and… detour and they directed us up int… and traffic was slow and it was ho… we were lost.
she pulled her dress off over her head and I saw the panties indented somewhat into the crotch.
she had huge thighs and a very good laugh she laughed at everything and the curtains were yellow and I finished
big black beard tells me that I don’t feel terror I look at him
you sit on the couch with me tonight new woman. have you seen the
lonely as a dry and used orchard spread over the earth for use and surrender. shot down like an ex—pug selling dailies on the corner.
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