#1977 #AmericanWriters #LoveIsADogFromHell
in the winter walking on my ceiling my eyes the size of street… I have 4 feet like a mouse but wash my own underwear—bearded and hungover and a hard-on and no lawy…
the old L.A. Public Library burn… down that library downtown and with it went large part of my
our marriage book, it says. I look through it. they lasted ten years. they were young once.
she’s not for you, man, she’s not your type, she’s erased she’s been used she’s got all the wrong
invent yourself and then reinvent… don’t swim in the same slough. invent yourself and then reinvent… and stay out of the clutches of medioc…
Markov claims I am trying to stab his soul but I’d prefer his wife. put my feet on the coffee table and he says,
Lydia met me at the airport. She was horny as usual. “Jesus Christ,” she said. “I’m hot! I play with myself but it doesn’t do any good.” “Lydia, my leg is still in terrible shape. I jus...
I was the last one off the plane and there was Joanna Dover. “Joanna, let’s have a Bloody Mary while we wait for my baggage. Oh hell, I don’t have any baggage. But let’s have a Bloody M...
re-reading some of Fante’s The Wine of Youth in bed this mid-afternoon my big cat
she wrote me for years. “I’m drinking wine in the kitchen. it’s raining outside. the children are in school.” she was an average citizen
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
The ex-Japanese wrestler who was into real estate sold Lydia’s house. She had to move out. There was Lydia, Tonto, Lisa and the dog, Bugbutt. In Los Angeles most landlords hang out the ...
as the spirit wanes the form
I’m in bed. it’s morning and I hear: where are your socks? please get dressed!
Her father really hated me. He thought I was after his money. I didn’t want his god damned money. And I didn’t even want his god damned precious daughter. The only time I ever saw him w...