#AmericanWriters
here I’ll be 55 in a week. what will I write about
I have lain in bed all day but I have written one poem and I am up now looking out the window and like a novelist might say
it was Philly and the bartender sa… what and I said, gimme a draft, J… got to get the nerves straight, I’… going to look for a job. you, he s… a job?
looking out the window smoking rolled cigarettes drinking Sanka and watching the workers come on in
Dee Dee had a place in the Hollywood Hills. Dee Dee shared the place with a friend, another lady executive, Bianca. Bianca took the top floor and Dee Dee the bottom. I rang the bell. It...
225 days under grass and you know more than I. they have long taken your blood, you are a dry stick in a basket. is this how it works?
when I was in grammar school my parents were poor and in my lunch bag there was only a peanut butter sandwich.
here I’m supposed to be a great po… and I’m sleepy in the afternoon here I am aware of death like a gi… charging at me and I’m sleepy in the afternoon
I used to hold my social security… up in the air, he told me, but I was so small they couldn’t see it,
good weather is like good women— it doesn’t always happen and when it does
Two mornings later, at 4 am, somebody beat on the door. I let Tammie in. She sat down and I opened a couple of beers. “I’ve got bad breath, I have these two bad teeth. You can’t kiss me...
the weather is hot on the back of… which is down at Finkelstein’s who is gifted with 3 balls but no heart, but you’ve got to un… when the bull goes down
the Egyptians loved the cat were often entombed with it instead of with the women and never with the dog but now
the elephants are caked with mud a… and the rhinos don’t move the zebras are stupid dead stems and the lions don’t roar the lions don’t care
the motion of the human heart: strangled over Missouri; sheathed in hot wax in Boston; burned like a potato in Norfolk; lost in the Allegheny Mountains;