#1977 #AmericanWriters #LoveIsADogFromHell
Tammie came by that night. She appeared to be high on uppers. “I want some champagne,” she said. Then the phone rang. It was Lydia. “I just wondered how you were doing. ...” “You know D...
you haven’t lived until you’ve been in a flophouse with nothing but one light bulb
One night I was coming around the corner after sneaking down to the cafeteria for a pack of smokes. And there was a face I knew. It was Tom Moto! The guy I had subbed with under The Sto...
The flies are angry bits of life; why are they so angry? it seems they want more, it seems almost as if they are angry
Then the supervisor moved us to a new aisle. We had been there ten hours. “Before you begin,” the soup said, "I want to tell you some– thing. Each tray of this type of mail must be stuc...
dying for a beer dying for and of life on a windy afternoon in Hollywood listening to symphony music from m… on the floor.
The boys on Dorsey station didn’t know my problems. I’d enter through the back way each night, hide my sweater in a tray and walk in to get my timecard: We had a game going, the black-w...
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
this woman keeps phoning me even though I tell her I am livin… I love. I keep hearing noises in the envir… she phones,
Tony phoned and told me that Jan had left him but that he was a… helped him he said to think about… like D. H. Lawrence pissed off with life in general bu…
I saw a vacancy sign in the window in front of a rooming-house, had the cabby pull up. I paid him and walked up on the front porch, rang the bell. I had one black eye from the fight, an...
yes, they begin out in a willow, I… the starch mountains begin out in… and keep right on going without re… pumas and nectarines somehow these mountains are like
there are many single women in the… with one or two or three children and one wonders where the husbands have gone or where the lovers have gone
the boys come up the boys climb up the brown pole as the waterheater gurgles in Spanish
he drank wine all night of the 28th, and he kept thinking of her: the way she walked and talked and… the way she told him things that s… but were not, and he knew the colo…