#1993 #AmericanWriters #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
I drank for the next week. I drank night and day and wrote 25 or 30 mournful poems about lost love. It was Friday night when the phone rang. It was Mercedes. “I got married,” she said, ...
liked D . H. Lawrence he could get so indignant he snapped and he ripped with wonderfully energetic sentenc… he could lay the word down
drinking German beer and trying to come up with the immortal poem at 5 p.m. in the afternoon. but, ah, I’ve told the
once starving in Philadelphia I had a small room it was evening going into night and I stood at my window on the 3r…
she was sitting in the window of room 1010 at the Chelsea in New York, Janis Joplin’s old room. it was 104 degrees
To end up alone in a tomb of a room without cigarettes or wine— just a lightbulb
at North Avenue 21 drunk tank you… there was always some guy who woul… way to the crapper and then you would curse him good,… he would know enough to either be…
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
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
We continued drinking. Cecelia had just one more and stopped. “I want to go out and look at the moon and stars,” she said. “It’s so beautiful out!” She went outside by the swimming pool...
the waste of words continues with a stunning persistence as the waiter runs by carrying the… tray
I wait on life like a pregnancy, p… the gut but all I hear now is the piano slamming its teeth throu… brain
I kept getting letters from a lady who lived only a mile or so away. She signed them Nicole. She said she had read some of my books and liked them. I answered one of her letters and she...
in the Valkerie Mountains among the strutting peacocks I found a flower as large as my head
Jr. high went by quickly enough. About the 8th grade, going into the 9th, I broke out with acne. Many of the guys had it but not like mine. Mine was really terrible. I was the worst cas...