#1977 #AmericanWriters #LoveIsADogFromHell
we tried to hide it in the house s… neighbors wouldn’t see. was difficult, sometimes we both h… be gone at once and when we return… there would be excreta and urine a…
Some say we should keep personal r… poem, stay abstract, and there is some r… but jezus; twelve poems gone and I don’t keep…
terror finally becomes almost bearable but never quite terror creeps like a cat crawls like a cat
we fought for 17 days inside that… thrusting and counter-thrusting but finally she got away and I walked outside and spit
Lydia returned and found a nice apartment in the Burbank area. She seemed to care a lot more for me than before we parted. “My husband had this big cock and that’s all he had. He had no...
my friend is worried about dying he lives in Frisco I live in L.A. he goes to the gym and works with the iron and hits
beheaded in the middle of the night scratching my sides I am covered with bites kick my white legs out of the shee…
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…
he was just a cat cross-eyed, dirty white with pale blue eyes
now the territory is taken, the sacrificial lambs have been sl… as history is scratched again on t… as the bankers scurry to survive, as the young girls paint their hun…
Jane, who has been dead for 31 yea… never could have imagined that I would write a scre… days together and
Long walks at night— that’s what good for the soul: peeking into windows watching tired housewives trying to fight off
women don’t know how to love, she told me. you know how to love but women just want to leech.
here comes the fishhead singing here comes the baked potato in dra… here comes nothing to do all day l… here comes another night of no sle… here comes the phone ringing the w…
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