#1993 #AmericanWriters #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
A sound awakened me. It was not quite daylight. Cecelia was moving around getting dressed. I looked at my watch. “I want to watch the sun come up. I love sunrises!” “I haven’t been able...
I finally, got a day off, and you know what I did? I got up early before Joyce got back in and I went down to the market to do a little shopping, and maybe I was crazy. I walked through...
we have everything and we have not… and some men do it in churches and some men do it by tearing butt… in half and some men do it in Palm Spring…
they get up on their garage roof both of them 80 or 90 years old standing on the slant she wanting to fall really all the way
my doctor has just come into his o… from surgery. he meets me in the men’s john. “God damn,” he says to me, “where did you find her? oh, I jus…
we talk about this film: Cagney fed this broad grapefruit faster than she could eat it and
I didn’t do much the rest of the week. The Oaktree meet was on. I went to the track 2 or 3 times, broke even. I wrote a dirty story for a sex mag, wrote 10 or 12 poems, masturbated, and...
30 dogs, 20 men on 20 horses and o… and look here, they write, you are a dupe for the state, the… you are in the ego-dream, read your history, study the monet…
do not b other the beagle lying th… away from grass and flowers and pa… dreaming dogdreams, or perhaps dre… nothing, as men do awake; yes, leave him be, in that simple…
Making love in the sun, in the mor… in a hotel room above the alley where poor men poke for bottles; making love in the sun
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 been readin’ you for a long time… I just put Billy Boy to bed, he got 7 mean ticks from somewhere… I got 2, my husband, Benny, he got 3.
you’re a beast, she said your big white belly and those hairy feet. you never cut your nails and you have fat hands
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
she’s from Texas and weighs 103 pounds and stands before the mirror combing oceans of reddish hair