#AmericanWriters
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...
There were continual fights. The teachers didn’t seem to know anything about them. And there was always trouble when it rained. Any boy who brought an umbrella to school or wore a rainc...
I suppose so. I was living in an attic in Phila… it became very hot in the summer a… bars. I didn’t have any money and… I put a small ad in the paper and…
3 small boys run toward me blowing whistles and they scream you’re under arrest! you’re drunk!
eating cold plums in bed she told me about the German who owned everything on the block except the custom drapery shop and he tried to buy
oh, how worried they are about my soul! I get letters the phone rings... “are you going to be all right?”
I took Tanya to the airport the next afternoon. We had a drink in the same bar. The high-yellow wasn’t around; all that leg was with somebody else. “No. You love sex and there’s nothing...
I can’t have it and you can’t have it and we won’t get it so don’t bet on it
I don’t know how many bottles of b… I have consumed while waiting for… to get better. I don’t know how much wine and whi… and beer
it was up in San Francisco after my poetry reading. it had been a nice crowd I had gotten my money I had this place upstairs
the other day I’m out at the track betting Early Bird that’s when you bet at the track before it opens)
the hearse comes through the room… the beheaded, the disappeared, the… mad. the flies are a glue of sticky pas… their wings will not
terror finally becomes almost bearable but never quite terror creeps like a cat crawls like a cat
I suppose it’s raining in some Sp… while I’m feeling bad like this; I’d like to think so now.
almost dawn blackbirds on the telephone wire waiting as I eat yesterday’s forgotten sandwich