#1977 #AmericanWriters #LoveIsADogFromHell
she undressed in front of me keeping her pussy to the front while I lay in bed with a bottle o… beer. where’d you get that wart on
he said, “I was working in Hollyw… working in Hollywood and he was the worst: he was too drunk to sta… end of the afternoon and so I had… into a taxi
it was on the 2nd floor on Coronad… I used to get drunk and throw the radio through the wi… while it was playing, and, of cour… it would break the glass in the wi…
this Friday night the Mexican girls at the Catholic… look especially good their husbands are in the bars and the Mexican girls look young
we had goldfish and they circled a… in the bowl on the table near the… covering the picture window and my mother, always smiling, wanting… to be happy, told me, ‘be happy He…
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…
a house with 7 or 8 people living in it getting up the rent. there’s a stereo never used and a set of bongos
they photograph you on your porch and on your couch and standing in the courtyard or leaning against your car these photographers
Vallejo writing about loneliness while starving to death; Van Gogh’s ear rejected by a whore;
I have just spent one—hour—and—a—h… handicapping tomorrow’s card. when am I going to get at the poem… well, they’ll just have to wait
these women are supposed to come and see me but they never do. there’s the one with the long scar…
Wagner wasn’t done with us. I was standing in the yard during gym class when he walked up to me. “I’m putting you on garbage detail until further notice.” The kids had to work off their...
One night I was assigned to the stool next to Butchner. He didn’t stick any mail. He just sat there. And talked. A young girl came in and sat down at the end of the aisle. I heard Butch...
here I am in the ground my mouth open and
sick with the flu drinking beer my radio on loud enough to overcome the sounds of the