#AmericanWriters
the vultures at the zoo (all three of them) sit very quietly in their caged tree and below
here they come these guys grey truck radio playing they are in a hurry
I suppose like any other boy I had one best friend in the neigh… his name was Eugene and he was big… than I was and one year older. Eugene used to whip me pretty good…
she left me 5 weeks ago and went t… that is, I think she left. the other day I went out to mail h… and I saw her sitting on the bus s… it was her hair there
once we were young at this machine. . . drinking
I went into the bends. I got drunker and stayed drunker than a shit skunk in Purgatory. I even had the butcher knife against my throat one night in the kitchen and then I thought, easy,...
Fay was pregnant. But it didn’t change her and it didn’t change the post office either. The same clerks did all the work while the miscellaneous crew stood around and argued about sport...
let me speak as a friend although the centuries hang between us and neither you nor I can see the moon. be careful less the onion blind th…
turmoil is the god madness is the god permanent living peace is permanent living death. agony can kill
he got knifed in broad daylight, c… holding his hands over his gut, dr… on the pavement. nobody waiting in line left their… he made it to the Mission doorway,…
We got back to 1010. I had my check. I’d left word that we didn’t want to be disturbed. Tammie and I sat drinking. I’d read 5 or 6 love poems about her. “They knew who I was,” she said....
here I’ll be 55 in a week. what will I write about
the sun slides down through the sh… have a pair of black shoes and a p… brown shoes. can hardly remember the girls of m… there is numb blood pulsing throug…
dying has its rough edge. no escaping now. the warden has his eye on me. his bad eye. I’m doing hard time now.
believe in earning one’s own way but I also believe in the unexpect… gift and it is a wondrous thing when a woman who has read your wor…