#1977 #AmericanWriters #LoveIsADogFromHell
we buy the scandal sheets at the s… get into bed and eat pretzels and… the church bells ring and the dogs… we turn on the tv and watch very b… then she goes down and brings up i…
this head like a saucer decorated with everything as lip to lip we hang in mechanical joy; my hands blaze with arias
listening to Bruckner on the radio wondering why I’m not half mad over the latest breakup with my latest girlfriend wondering why I’m not driving the…
I’m big I suppose that’s why my women alwa… small but this 6 foot goddess who deals in real estate
It was 3 or 4 days before I had to fly to Houston to give a reading. I went to the track, drank at the track, and afterwards I went to a bar on Hollywood Boulevard. I went home at 9 or ...
The rainy season began. Most of the money went for drink so my shoes had holes in the soles and my raincoat was torn and old. In any steady downpour I got quite wet, and I mean wet-down...
she’s young, she said, but look at me, I have pretty ankl… and look at my wrists, I have pret… wrists my god,
cimen altinda gecen 225 gunden son… kanini emip bitireli epey oldu, ar… bu isler boyle mi oluyor? bu odada hala ask saatlerinin golg… birakip gittiginde asagi yukari he…
hooray say the roses, today is bla… and we are red as blood. hooray say the roses, today is Wed… and we bloom wher soldiers fell and lovers too,
in the earliest possible day in the blue-headed noon I will telegraph you a boney hand decorated with
Bach, I said, he had 20 children. he played the horses during the da… he f—ed at night and drank in the mornings. he wrote music in between.
A week later I was driving down Hollywood Boulevard with Lydia. A weekly entertainment newspaper published in California at that time had asked me to write an article on the life of the...
one of Lorca’s best lines is, “agony, always agony ...” think of this when you
was a truly amazing man he pretended to be rich even though we lived on beans and… when we sat down to eat, he said,
remember, he told me, that when I… years old my mother was always tak… to the doctor and saying, “he hasn… she was always asking me, “have yo… pooped?”