#1993 #AmericanWriters #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
Fay was all right with the pregnancy. For an old gal, she was all right. We waited around at our place. Finally the time came. “It won’t be long,” she said. “I don’t want to get there t...
almost dawn blackbirds on the telephone wire waiting as I eat yesterday’s forgotten sandwich
I was standing in line at the bank… when the old fellow in front of me dropped his glasses (luckily, with… case) and as he bent over
the pleasures of the damned are limited to brief moments of happiness: like the eyes in the look of a dog… like a square of wax,
which reminds me I shacked with Jane for 7 years she was a drunk I loved her my parents hated her
you came out, she said, and then you kicked this guy’s car and then you threw yourself into a… you crushed the whole bush,
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...
There was a gang of us down there. 150 or 200. There were tedious papers to fill out. Then we all stood up and faced the flag. The guy who swore us in was the same guy who had sworn me ...
Within a day or two, about 1 pm in the afternoon there was a knock at my door. It was a painter, Monty Riff, or so he informed me. He also told me that I used to get drunk with him when...
yesterday drunken Alice gave me a jar of fig jam and today she whistles
if I suffer at this typewriter think how I’d feel among the lettuce-pickers of Salinas?
this kid used to teach at Kansas… then they moved him out he went to a bean factory then he and his wife moved to the… she got a job and worked while
sitting in a dark bedroom with 3 j… female. brown paper bags filled with trash… everywhere. is one-thirty in the afternoon.
64 days and nights in that place, chemotherapy, antibiotics, blood running into the catheter. leukemia.
Back in L.A., there was almost a week of peace. Then the phone rang. It was the owner of a Manhattan Beach nightclub, Marty Seavers. I had read there a couple of times before. The club ...