#AmericanWriters
think of de vils in hell and stare at a beautiful vase of flowers as the woman in my bedroom
probably from the belly button or… bed, or maybe from the mouth of th… the car crash on the avenue that l… scattered on the grass. she comes from love gone wrong und…
I see you drinking at a fountain w… blue hands, no, your hands are not… they are small, and the fountain i… where you wrote me that last lette… I answered and never heard from yo…
the old L.A. Public Library burn… down that library downtown and with it went large part of my
we were in bed and she started to fight: “you son of a bitch! you just wait… I’ll get you!” I began laughing:
she’s young, she said, but look at me, I have pretty ankles, and look at my wrists, I have pret… wrists
my grandfather was a tall German with a strange smell on his breath… he stood very straight in front of his small house and his wife hated him
I had just won $115 from the heads… was naked upon my bed listening to an opera by one of th… and had just gotten rid of a very… when there was a knock upon the wo…
there was a frozen tree that I wan… but the shells came down and in Vegas looking across at a g… at 3:30 in the morning, I died without nails, without a co…
naked along the side of the house, 8 a.m., spreading sesame seed oil over my body, Jesus, have I come to this? I once battled in dark alleys for…
I came out of the bar and checked the message board. The plane was on time. Katherine was in the air and moving towards me. I sat down and waited. Across from me was a well-groomed woma...
One night my father took me on his milk route. There were no longer any horsedrawn wagons. The milk trucks now had engines. After loading up at the milk company we drove off on his rout...
this man sometimes forgets who he is. sometimes he thinks he’s the Pope. other times he thinks he’s a
I was coming off an affair that ha… frankly, I was sliding down into a… really feeling shitty and low when I lucked into this lady with… covered with a jeweled canopy
being the German kid in the 20’s i… was difficult. there was much anti-German feeling… a carry-over from World War 1. gangs of kids chased me through th…