#AmericanWriters
After nine or ten hours people began getting sleepy and falling into their cases, catching themselves just in time. We were working the zoned mail. If a letter read zone 28 you stuck it...
he has on blue jeans and tennis sh… and walks with two young girls about his age. every now and then he leaps into the air and
yes, it’s dark in here. can’t open the door. can’t open the jam lid. can’t find a pair of socks that ma… was born in Andernach in 1920 and…
what’s bad about all this is watching people drinking coffee and waiting. I would
Not much happened during the rest of her stay. We drank, we ate, we fucked. There were no arguments. We took long drives down along the shore, ate at seafood cafes. I didn’t bother with...
love, he said, gas kiss me off kiss my lips kiss my hair my fingers
Wednesday night found me at the airport waiting for Iris. I sat around and looked at the women. None of them—except for one or two—looked as good as Iris. There was something wrong with...
this head like a saucer decorated with everything as lip to lip we hang in mechanical joy; my hands blaze with arias
we have everything and we have not… and some men do it in churches and some men do it by tearing butt… in half and some men do it in Palm Spring…
I forget the beginning time. 6 or 7 p.m. Something like that. All you did was sit with a handful of letters, take a streetmap and figure your run. It was easy. All the drivers took much...
I went over the other day to pick up my daughter. her mother came out with workman’s overalls on. I gave her the child support money
at high noon at a small college near the beach sober the sweat running down my arms a spot of sweat on the table
blue fish, the blue night, a blue… everything is blue. and my cats are blue: blue fur, bl… blue whiskers, blue eyes. my bed lamp shines
this one always arrives at the wrong time a basically good sort I suppose an honest man
The flies are angry bits of life; why are they so angry? it seems they want more, it seems almost as if they are angry