#Americans #XXCentury #1993 #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
I came out of the bar and checked the message board. The plane was on time. Katherine was in the air and moving towards me. I sat down and waited. Across from me was a well-groomed woma...
The bandages were helpful. L.A. County Hospital had finally come up with something. The boils drained. They didn’t vanish but they flattened a bit. Yet some new ones would appear and ri...
he talked about Steinbeck and Tho… wrote like a cross between the two… and I lived in a hotel on Figuero… close to the bars and he lived further uptown in a s…
The drilling and squeezing continued for weeks but there was little result. When one boil vanished another would appear. I often stood in front of the mirror alone, wondering how ugly a...
this one teaches that one lives with his mother and that one is supported by a red… with the brain of a gnat. this one takes speed and has been…
we take what we can see— the engines driving us mad, lovers finally hating; this fish in the market staring upward into our minds;
they get up on their garage roof both of them 80 or 90 years old standing on the slant she wanting to fall really all the way
our marriage book, it says. I look through it. they lasted ten years. they were young once.
nobody goes downtown anymore the plants and trees have been cut… Pershing Square the grass is brown and the street preachers are not a…
I used to hold my social security… up in the air, he told me, but I was so small they couldn’t see it,
64 days and nights in that place, chemotherapy, antibiotics, blood running into the catheter. leukemia.
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…
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…
it sits outside my window now like and old woman going to market… it sits and watches me, it sweats nevously through wire and fog and dog—bark
very tall girl lifts her nose at m… outside a supermarket as if I were a walking garbage can; and I had no desire for her, no more desire