#1993 #AmericanWriters #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
you’re a beast, she said your big white belly and those hairy feet. you never cut your nails and you have fat hands
there he is: not too many hangovers not too many fights with women not too many flat tires never a thought of suicide
well, first Mae West died and then George Raft, and Eddie G. Robinson’s been gone long time,
the rooms at the hospital went for 550 a day. that was for the room alone. the amazing thing, though, was tha… in some of the rooms
I made practice runs down to skid row to get ready for my future. I didn’t like what I saw down there. Those men and women had no special daring or brilliance. They wanted what everybod...
I stayed five days and nights. Then I couldn’t get it up any more. Joanna drove me to the airport. She had bought me a new piece of luggage and some new clothing. I hated that Dallas-Fo...
the centerfielder turns rushes back reaches up his glove and
see this final storm as nothing ve… the world; there are so many more important t… consider. see this final storm as nothing ve…
I saw Sara every three or four days, at her place or at mine. We slept together but there was no sex. We came close but we never quite got to it. Drayer Baba’s precepts held strong. We ...
people went into vacant lots and pulled up greens to cook and the men rolled Bull Durham or smoked Wings (10 a pack) and the dogs were thin and the cats were thin and the cats learned h...
Cecelia sat and watched us drink. I could see that I repulsed her. I ate meat. I had no god. I liked to fuck. Nature didn’t interest me. I never voted. I liked wars. Outer space bored m...
the higher you climb the greater the pressure. those who manage to endure learn
One night I was coming around the corner after sneaking down to the cafeteria for a pack of smokes. And there was a face I knew. It was Tom Moto! The guy I had subbed with under The Sto...
with an Apple Macintosh you can’t run Radio Shack program… in its disc drive. nor can a Commodore 64 drive read a file
shot in the eye shot in the brain shot in the ass shot like a flower in the dance amazing how death wins hands down