#AmericanWriters
think of de vils in hell and stare at a beautiful vase of flowers as the woman in my bedroom
The reading in Vancouver went through, $500 plus air fare and lodging. The sponsor, Bart Mcintosh, was nervous about crossing the border. I was to fly to Seattle, he’d meet me there and...
half-past nowhere alone in the crumbling tower of myself stumbling in this the
he was just a cat cross-eyed, dirty white with pale blue eyes
the girls were young and worked the streets but often couldn’t score, they
the cops want me to come down and… some guy who tried to rape me. I’ve lost the key to my car again;… the key to open the door but not t… to start it.
So I was surprised when the phone rang a couple of nights later and it was Cassie. “What are you doing, Hank?” She gave me the address, it was either Westwood or West L. A. “I have plen...
she had huge thighs and a very good laugh she laughed at everything and the curtains were yellow and I finished
consistency is terrific: shark-mouth grubby interior with an almost perfect body, long blazing hair—
I watched the board and the 6 drop… after a first flash of 18 from a m… of 12...two minutes to post and a… kept jamming against my back, but… I bet 20 to win and walked out to…
at the track today, Father’s Day, each paid admission was entitled to a wallet and each contained a
I found that the only time to study was before sleeping. I was always too tired to make and eat breakfast, so I would go out and buy a tall 6 pack, put it on the chair beside the bed, r...
Katherine stayed 4 or 5 more days. We had reached the time of the month when it was risky for Katherine to fuck. I couldn’t stand rubbers. Katherine got some contraceptive foam. Meanwhi...
That night I gave another bad reading. I didn’t care. They didn’t care. If John Cage could get one thousand dollars for eating an apple, I’d accept $500 plus air fare for being a lemon....
great writer remains in bed shades down doesn’t want to see anyone doesn’t want to write anymore doesn’t want to try anymore;