#1977 #AmericanWriters #LoveIsADogFromHell
unaccountably we are alone forever alone and it was meant to be that way, was never meant
you gotta have wars suppose World War One was the bes… really, you know, both sides were… they really had something to fight… they really thought they had somet…
Bruckner wasn’t bad even though he got down on his knees and proclaimed Wagner the master.
one of the terrible things is really being in bed night after night with a woman you no longer
“What’s a guy like you doing in a place like this?” We got into my car and she told me where she lived. We stopped for a couple of big steaks, vegetables, stuff for a salad, potatoes, b...
I took it home, opened the beer, got into bed and began. It started well. It was about how Janko had lived in small rooms and starved while trying to find a job. He had trouble with the...
you’ve got to fuck a great many wo… beautiful women and write a few decent love poems. and don’t worry about age and/or freshly-arrived talents.
as the spirit wanes the form
dogs and angels are not very different. I often go to this place to eat about 2:30 in the afternoon
a house with 7 or 8 people living in it getting up the rent. there’s a stereo never used and a set of bongos
I didn’t see Lydia for a couple of days, although I did manage to phone her 6 or 7 times during that period. Then the weekend arrived. Her ex-husband, Gerald, always took the children o...
here they come these guys grey truck radio playing they are in a hurry
twitching in the sheets— to face the sunlight again, that’s clearly trouble. I like the city better when the
The funeral was to be at 10:30 a.m. but it was already hot. I had on a cheap black suit, bought and fitted in a rush. It was my first new suit in years. I had located the son. We drove ...
big sloppy wounded dog hit by a car and walking toward the curbing making enormous sounds