#1977 #AmericanWriters #LoveIsADogFromHell
my friend is worried about dying he lives in Frisco I live in L.A. he goes to the gym and works with the iron and hits
But the next morning it was the sa… “That’s all, Chinaski. Nothing fo… It went on for a week. I sat ther… Then Bobby Hansen, one of the old… “I don’t care. I’m not kissing hi…
the flesh covers the bone and they put a mind in there and sometimes a soul, and the women break
Shirley came to town with a broken… and met the Chicano who smoked long slim cigars and they got a place together on Beacon street
You had to fill out more papers to get out than to get in. The first page they gave you was a personalized mimeo affair from the postmaster of the city. It began: “I am sorry you are te...
call it th e green house effect or… but it just doesn’t rain like it used to. particularly remember the rains of… depression era.
dogs and angels are not very different. I often go to this place to eat about 2:30 in the afternoon
Everybody had gym period at the same time. Baldy’s locker was about four or five down from mine in the same row. I went to my locker early. Baldy and I had a similar problem. We hated w...
the old fart, he used his literary… to reel them in one at a time, each younger than the last. he liked to meet them for luncheon… wine
the branches break, the birds fall… the whores stand straight, the bombs stack, evening, morning, night, peanutbutter,
dame some dogs who sleep at night must dream of bones and I remember your bones in flesh
murdered in the alleys of the land frost-bitten against flagpoles pawned by females educated in the dark for the dark vomiting into plugged toilets
he walks up to my Volks after I have parked and rocks it back and forth grinning around his
here I am in the ground my mouth open and
he sat naked and drunk in a room o… night, running the blade of the kn… under his fingernails, smiling, th… of all the letters he had received telling him that