#1993 #AmericanWriters #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
I didn’t have any friends at school, didn’t want any. I felt better being alone. I sat on a bench and watched the others play and they looked foolish to me. During lunch one day I was a...
you have to have it or the walls w… in. you have to give everything up, th… away, everything away. you have to look at what you look…
The next day I sat in the hall in my green tin chair, waiting to be called. Across from me sat a man who had something wrong with his nose. It was very red and very raw and very fat and...
at the track today, Father’s Day, each paid admission was entitled to a wallet and each contained a
she came to my place drunk riding a deer up on the front porc… so many women want to save the wor… but can’t keep their own kitchens… but me...
by God, I don’t know what to do. they’re so nice to have around. they have a way of playing with the balls
There was death in that place on the hill. I knew it the first day I walked out the screen door and into the backyard. A zing– ing binging buzzing whining sound came right at me: 10,000...
the illusion is that you are simpl… reading this poem. the reality is that this is more than a poem.
I sit here on the 2nd floor hunched over in yellow pajamas still pretending to be a writer.
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…
the problem, of course, isn’t the… it’s the living parts which make up the Dem… the next person you pass on the st… multiply
I’ll settle for the 6 horse on a rainy afternoon a paper cup of coffee in my hand a little way to go,
all the way from Mexico straight from the fields to 14 wins 13 by k.o. he was ranked #3
“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.
she wrote me for years. “I’m drinking wine in the kitchen. it’s raining outside. the children are in school.” she was an average citizen