#AmericanWriters
Back in L.A., there was almost a week of peace. Then the phone rang. It was the owner of a Manhattan Beach nightclub, Marty Seavers. I had read there a couple of times before. The club ...
I was standing in line at the bank… when the old fellow in front of me dropped his glasses (luckily, with… case) and as he bent over
then there was the time in New Orleans I was living with a fat woman, Marie, in the French Quarter and I got very sick.
looking out the window smoking rolled cigarettes drinking Sanka and watching the workers come on in
I read a book about John Dos Pas… the book once radical—communist John ended up in the Hollywood Hi… and reading the Wall Street Journal
he carried a piece of carbon, a blade and a whip and at night he feared his head and covered it with blankets
To end up alone in a tomb of a room without cigarettes or wine— just a lightbulb
she drives into the parking lot wh… I am leaning up against the fender… she’s drunk and her eyes are wet w… “you son of a bitch, you fucked me… didn’t want to. you told me to kee…
I was sitting with an anarchist from Beverly Hills, Ben Solvnag, who was writing my biography when I heard her footsteps on the court walk. I knew the sound—they were always fast and fr...
I saw a vacancy sign in the window in front of a rooming-house, had the cabby pull up. I paid him and walked up on the front porch, rang the bell. I had one black eye from the fight, an...
I think of automobiles parked in a parking lot when I think of myself dead I think of frying pans when I think of myself dead
I have been looking at the same lampshade for 5 years and it has gathered
by God, I don’t know what to do. they’re so nice to have around. they have a way of playing with the balls
They don’t make it the beautiful die in flame— suicide pills, rat poison, rope wh… ever... they rip their arms off,
I was asked to give a reading at a famous nightclub, The Lancer, on Hollywood Boulevard. I agreed to read two nights. I was to follow a rock group, The Big Rape, each night. I was getti...