#AmericanWriters
we take what we can see— the engines driving us mad, lovers finally hating; this fish in the market staring upward into our minds;
One night I was assigned to the stool next to Butchner. He didn’t stick any mail. He just sat there. And talked. A young girl came in and sat down at the end of the aisle. I heard Butch...
these boys have got class they ought to make kings out of old men rolling cigarettes in rooms small enough
we’d had any number of joints and… beer and I was on the bed stretche… and she said, “look, I’ve had 3 ab… in a row, real fast, and I’m sick… abortions, I don’t want you to sti…
I’ve always had trouble with money. this one place I worked everybody ate hot dogs and potato chips
she was sitting in the window of room 1010 at the Chelsea in New York, Janis Joplin’s old room. it was 104 degrees
swans die in the Spring too and there it floated dead on a Sunday sideways circling in the current
I began at 6:18 p.m. and Dave Janko did not begin until 10:36 p.m., so it could have been worse. Having a 10:06 thirty minute lunch, I was usually back by the time he got in. In he’d co...
terrible arguments. and, at last, lying peacefully on her large bed which is spread in red with cool patterns o…
it is justified all dying is justified all killing all death all passing, nothing is in vain
It was a Wednesday night, 12:30 am and I was very sick. My stomach was raw, but I managed to hold down a few beers. Tammie was with me and she seemed sympathetic. Dancy was at her grand...
the weather is hot on the back of… which is down at Finkelstein’s who is gifted with 3 balls but no heart, but you’ve got to un… when the bull goes down
self-congratulatory nonsense as th… famous gather to applaud their see… greatness you wonder where
here things are tough but they’re mostly always tough. basically I’m just trying to get a… with the female. when you first meet them their eyes
the old L.A. Public Library burn… down that library downtown and with it went large part of my