#1977 #AmericanWriters #LoveIsADogFromHell
in grievous deity my cat walks around he walks around and around with electric tail and
during my worst times on the park benches in the jails or living with whores
schoolgirls in pantyhose sitting on bus stop benches looking tired at 13 with their raspberry lipstick. it’s hot in the sun
I had to take a shit but instead I went into this shop to have a key made. the woman was dressed
over my radio now comes the sound of a truly mad org… can see some monk drunk in a cellar mind gone or found,
225 days under grass and you know more than I. they have long taken your blood, you are a dry stick in a basket. is this how it works?
near the corner table in the cafe middle-aged couple sit. they have finished their
they’d come around and they’d ask “you finished your 2nd novel yet?” “no.”
Meanwhile, things went on. I had a long run of luck at the racetrack. I began to feel confident out there. You went for a certain profit each day, somewhere between 15 and 40 bucks. You...
I used to hold my social security… up in the air, he told me, but I was so small they couldn’t see it,
the waste of words continues with a stunning persistence as the waiter runs by carrying the… tray
it is the man you’ve never seen wh… keeps you going, the one who might arrive someday. he isn’t out on the streets or
I didn’t know exactly why but Chuck, Eddie, Gene and Frank let me join them in some of their games. I think it started when another guy showed up and they needed three on a side. I stil...
Wagner wasn’t done with us. I was standing in the yard during gym class when he walked up to me. “I’m putting you on garbage detail until further notice.” The kids had to work off their...
oh, how worried they are about my soul! I get letters the phone rings... “are you going to be all right?”