#AmericanWriters
After English class one day Mrs. Curtis asked me to stay. She had great legs and a lisp and there was something about the legs and the lisp together that heated me up. She was about 32,...
At 3:30 a.m. my twelve hours were… I set the alarm so that I would b… “What happened, Hank? We thought… “I’m quitting.” “Quitting?” “Yes, you can’t blame a man for wa…
he talks like he writes and he has a face like a dove, unt… externals. little shiver of horror runs throu… about
a girlfriend came in built me a bed scrubbed and waxed the kitchen flo… scrubbed the walls vacuumed
64 days and nights in that place, chemotherapy, antibiotics, blood running into the catheter. leukemia.
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
it is like this when you slip down, done like a wound-up victrola (you remember those?) and you go downtown
another bed another woman more curtains another bathroom another kitchen
I began at 6:18 p.m. and Dave Janko did not begin until 10:36 p.m., so it could have been worse. Having a 10:06 thirty minute lunch, I was usually back by the time he got in. In he’d co...
she sits up there drinking wine while her husband is at work. she puts quite
here I’m supposed to be a great po… and I’m sleepy in the afternoon here I am aware of death like a gi… charging at me and I’m sleepy in the afternoon
strange warmth, hot and cold femal… I make good love, but love isn’t j… sex. most females I’ve known are ambitious, and I like to lie aroun… on large comfortable pillows at 3…
the illusion is that you are simpl… reading this poem. the reality is that this is more than a poem.
I went into the bends. I got drunker and stayed drunker than a shit skunk in Purgatory. I even had the butcher knife against my throat one night in the kitchen and then I thought, easy,...
It was another Sunday that we got into the Model-T in search of my Uncle John. “He has no ambition,” said my father. “I don’t see how he can hold his god-damned head up and look people ...