#AmericanWriters
a poem is a city filled with stree… filled with saints, heroes, beggar… filled with banality and booze, filled with rain and thunder and p… drought, a poem is a city at war,
I am driving down Wilton Avenue when this girl of about 15 dressed in tight blue jeans that grip her behind like two hand… steps out in front of my car
when I look back now at the abuse I took from her I feel shame that I was so innocent,
That evening after dinner Joanna produced some mescaline. “You ever tried this stuff?” Joanna had some paints and brushes and paper spread on the table. Then I remembered she was an art...
the elephants are caked with mud a… and the rhinos don’t move the zebras are stupid dead stems and the lions don’t roar the lions don’t care
at the track today, Father’s Day, each paid admission was entitled to a wallet and each contained a
you have to have it or the walls w… in. you have to give everything up, th… away, everything away. you have to look at what you look…
stew at noon, my dear; and look: the ants, the sawdust, the mica plants, the shadows of banks like bad jokes; do you think we’ll hear
The boys on Dorsey station didn’t know my problems. I’d enter through the back way each night, hide my sweater in a tray and walk in to get my timecard: We had a game going, the black-w...
this time has finished me. I feel like the German troops whipped by snow and the communists walking bent with newspapers stuffed into
at North Avenue 21 drunk tank you… there was always some guy who woul… way to the crapper and then you would curse him good,… he would know enough to either be…
of late I’ve had this thought that this country has gone backwards or 5 de cades
I saw Bobby out front the next day when I went to buy a newspaper. “Louie phoned,” he said, “he told me what happened to him.” “He ran outside to vomit and Tammie grabbed his cock while...
she’s from Texas and weighs 103 pounds and stands before the mirror combing oceans of reddish hair
I used to hold my social security… up in the air, he told me, but I was so small they couldn’t see it,