#AmericanWriters
it sits outside my window now like and old woman going to market… it sits and watches me, it sweats nevously through wire and fog and dog—bark
I got in the shower and burned my balls last Wednesday. met this painter called Spain, no, he was a cartoonist,
Later in the hospital they were dabbing at my knees with pieces of cotton that had been soaked in something. It burned. My elbows burned too. The doctor was bending over me with a nurse...
Upon awakening I got up and used Joanna’s toothbrush, drank a couple of glasses of water, washed my hands and face and got back into bed. Joanna turned around and my mouth found hers. M...
I have been looking at the same lampshade for 5 years and it has gathered
all the way from Mexico straight from the fields to 14 wins 13 by k.o. he was ranked #3
I had boils the size of tomatoes all over me they stuck a drill into me down at the county hospital, and
vain vanilla ladies strutting while van Gogh did it to himself. girls pulling on silk hose
listen, man, don’t tell me about t… sent, we didn’t receive them, we are very careful with manuscrip… we bake them burn them
sit on this bench and look at the sea and the freaks and the lovers. need new eyes a new mouth new pillows, a new woman.
out of the arms of one love and into the arms of another I have been saved from dying on th… by a lady who smokes pot writes songs and stories,
the motion of the human heart: strangled over Missouri; sheathed in hot wax in Boston; burned like a potato in Norfolk; lost in the Allegheny Mountains;
I met a genius on the train today about 6 years old, he sat beside me and as the train
he hooked to the body hard took it well and loved to fight had seven in a row and a small fle… over one eye,
little dark girl with kind eyes when it comes time to use the knife I won’t flinch and