#AmericanWriters
kool enough to die but not kill I take my doctor’s green pill drink tea as the sharks swim through vases o…
I cross the room to the last wall the last window the last pink sun with its arms around the world
they’d come around and they’d ask “you finished your 2nd novel yet?” “no.”
She wasn’t really a cop, she was a clerk-cop. And she started coming in and telling me about a guy who wore a purple stick pin and was a “real gentleman.” “Well,” I’d ask, “how was old ...
I awakened to dryness and the fern… the potted plants yellow as corn; my woman was gone and the empty bottles like bled co… surrounded me with their uselessne…
had lost the last race big somebody had stolen my coat could feel the flu coming on and my tires were low. I went in to get a
I had been sleeping on a terrible mattress with the springs sticking into me for several years. That afternoon when I awakened I pulled the mattress off the bed, dragged it outside, and...
An old man asked me for a cigarett… and I carefully dealt out two. Been lookin’ for job. Gonna stand in the sun and smoke.” He was close to rags and rage
over my radio now comes the sound of a truly mad org… can see some monk drunk in a cellar mind gone or found,
I met a genius on the train today about 6 years old, he sat beside me and as the train
he got knifed in broad daylight, c… holding his hands over his gut, dr… on the pavement. nobody waiting in line left their… he made it to the Mission doorway,…
I took the envelope home to my mother and handed it to her and walked into the bedroom. My bedroom. The best thing about the bedroom was the bed. I liked to stay in bed for hours, even ...
Then I was called down to personnel at the old Federal Build– ing. They let me sit the usual 45 minutes or hour and one half. The man walked me back to a desk. There sat this woman. She...
red hair real she whirled it and she asked “is my ass still on?”
you just don’t know how to do it, you know that, and you can’t do a lot of other useful things either. it’s the fault of the