#1993 #AmericanWriters #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
at high noon at a small college near the beach sober the sweat running down my arms a spot of sweat on the table
The first three or four days at Mears-Starbuck were identical. In fact, similarity was a very dependable thing at Mears-Starbuck. The caste system was an accepted fact. There wasn’t a s...
the Mexican dancer shook her fans… me and her ass at me, I didn’t ask her to and my woman got mad and ran out of th… it began raining and you could hea…
we’d had any number of joints and… beer and I was on the bed stretche… and she said, “look, I’ve had 3 ab… in a row, real fast, and I’m sick… abortions, I don’t want you to sti…
Our man was there to meet us, Gary Benson. He also wrote poetry and drove a cab. He was very fat but at least he didn’t look like a poet, he didn’t look North Beach or East Village or l...
Upon awakening I got up and used Joanna’s toothbrush, drank a couple of glasses of water, washed my hands and face and got back into bed. Joanna turned around and my mouth found hers. M...
what is it about lobsters and crab… those white-pink shells that always make me hungry just looking at them there in the butcher’s display case
But, there were still bits of action. One guy was caught on the same stairway that I had been trapped on. He was caught there with his head under some girl’s skirt. Then one of the girl...
as the orchid dies and the grass goes insane, let’s have one for the los… met an old man and a tired whore
neither does this mean the dead are at the door begging bread before
my daughter is most glorious. we are eating a takeout snack in my car in Santa Monica.
I sit here on the 2nd floor hunched over in yellow pajamas still pretending to be a writer.
Our 30 minutes was now devoted to scheme training. They gave us each a deck of cards to learn and stick into pur cases. To pass the scheme you had to throw 100 cards in 8 minutes or les...
I awakened to dryness and the fern… the potted plants yellow as corn; my woman was gone and the empty bottles like bled co… surrounded me with their uselessne…
I pick up the skirt, I pick up the sparkling beads in black, this thing that moved once around flesh,