#AmericanWriters
little dark girl with kind eyes when it comes time to use the knife I won’t flinch and
Long walks at night— that’s what good for the soul: peeking into windows watching tired housewives trying to fight off
she lived in Galveston and was int… T.M. and I went down to visit her and w… continually even though it was ver… weather
she’s up seeing my doctor trying to get some diet pills; she’s not fat, she needs the speed… I go down to the nearest bar and w… at 3:30 in the afternoon of a tues…
this guy he’s got a crazy eye and he’s brown a dark brown from the sun the Hollywood and Western sun
I took Tanya to the airport the next afternoon. We had a drink in the same bar. The high-yellow wasn’t around; all that leg was with somebody else. “No. You love sex and there’s nothing...
drunk and writing poems at 3 a.m. what counts now is one more tight
unaccountably we are alone forever alone and it was meant to be that way, was never meant
dying has its rough edge. no escaping now. the warden has his eye on me. his bad eye. I’m doing hard time now.
I am a panther shut up and bellowi… cement walls, and I am angry at bl… evenings without ventilation and I am angry with you, and it wi… like a rose
We drank all day and that night I tried again to make love to Mindy. I was astounded and dismayed to find she had a large pussy. An extra large pussy. I hadn’t noticed it the night befo...
all the way from Mexico straight from the fields to 14 wins 13 by k.o. he was ranked #3
naked along the side of the house, 8 a.m., spreading sesame seed oil over my body, Jesus, have I come to this? I once battled in dark alleys for…
there are worse things than being alone but it often takes decades to realize this and most often
he talks like he writes and he has a face like a dove, unt… externals. little shiver of horror runs throu… about