#AmericanWriters
there are many single women in the… with one or two or three children and one wonders where the husbands have gone or where the lovers have gone
the night I was going to die I was sweating on the bed and I could hear the crickets and there was a cat fight outside and I could feel my soul dropping…
re-reading some of Fante’s The Wine of Youth in bed this mid-afternoon my big cat
they talk down through the centuries to us, and this we need more and more, the statues and paintings in midnight age
During the second and third grades I still didn’t get a chance to play baseball but I knew that somehow I was developing into a player. If I ever got a bat in my hands again I knew I wo...
there are these small cliffs above the sea and it is night, late night; I have been unable to sleep, and with my car above me
I went over the other day to pick up my daughter. her mother came out with workman’s overalls on. I gave her the child support money
naked in that bright light the four horse falls and throws a 112-pound boy into the hooves
the house next door makes me sad. both man and wife rise early and go to work. they arrive home in early evening.
I had boils the size of tomatoes all over me they stuck a drill into me down at the county hospital, and
sit on this bench and look at the sea and the freaks and the lovers. need new eyes a new mouth new pillows, a new woman.
if you can’t stand the heat, he sa… kitchen. you know who said that? Harry Truman. I’m not in the kitchen, I say, I’… oven.
he lives in a house with a swimmin… and says the job is killing him. he is 27. I am 44. I can’t seem t… get rid of
The riots ended, the baby calmed down, and I found ways to avoid Janko. But the dizzy spells persisted. The doctor wrote me a standing order for the green-white librium capsules and the...
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