#AmericanWriters
he talked about Steinbeck and Tho… wrote like a cross between the two… and I lived in a hotel on Figuero… close to the bars and he lived further uptown in a s…
Back at Chelsey High it was the same. One group of seniors had graduated but they were replaced by another group of seniors with sports cars and expensive clothes. I was never confronte...
The flies are angry bits of life; why are they so angry? it seems they want more, it seems almost as if they are angry
I met a genius on the train today about 6 years old, he sat beside me and as the train
in San Francisco the landlady, 80… Victrola up the stairway and I pl… until they beat on the walls. there was a large bucket in the ce… filled with beer and winebottles;
Long walks at night— that’s what good for the soul: peeking into windows watching tired housewives trying to fight off
the cockroach crouched against the tile while I was pissing and as I turned my head he hauled his butt
the higher you climb the greater the pressure. those who manage to endure learn
probably from the belly button or… bed, or maybe from the mouth of th… the car crash on the avenue that l… scattered on the grass. she comes from love gone wrong und…
I took Tanya to Santa Anita. The current sensation was a 16 year old jockey still riding with his 5 pound bug advantage. He was from the east and was riding at Santa Anita for the first...
I was sitting in my shorts one afternoon a week later. There was a tender little knock on the door. “Just a moment,” I said. I put on a robe and opened the door. “We’re two girls from G...
you haven’t lived until you’ve been in a flophouse with nothing but one light bulb
I’ll settle for the 6 horse on a rainy afternoon a paper cup of coffee in my hand a little way to go,
the dead dogs of nowhere bark as you approach another traffic accident. cars one standing on its
Shirley came to town with a broken… and met the Chicano who smoked long slim cigars and they got a place together on Beacon street