#1993 #AmericanWriters #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
are more beautiful than movie stars and they lounge on the lawn sunbathing
I been readin’ you for a long time… I just put Billy Boy to bed, he got 7 mean ticks from somewhere… I got 2, my husband, Benny, he got 3.
I only met one student at City College that I liked, Robert Becker. He wanted to be a writer. “I’m going to learn everything there is to learn about writing. It will be like taking a ca...
when God created love he didn’t he… when God created dogs He didn’t h… when God created plants that was a… when God created hate we had a sta… when God created me He created me
The first thing I remember is being under something. It was a table, I saw a table leg, I saw the legs of the people, and a portion of the tablecloth hanging down. It was dark under the...
The 5th grade was a little better. The other students seemed less hostile and I was growing larger physically. I still wasn’t chosen for the homeroom teams but I was threatened less. Da...
I can’t have it and you can’t have it and we won’t get it so don’t bet on it
to be writing poetry at the age of… like a schoolboy, surely, I must be crazy; racetracks and booze and arguments with the landlord;
we are gathered here now to bury her in this poem. she did not marry an unemployed wi… beat her every
one of the terrible things is really being in bed night after night with a woman you no longer
I was sitting in my shorts one afternoon a week later. There was a tender little knock on the door. “Just a moment,” I said. I put on a robe and opened the door. “We’re two girls from G...
sway with me, everything sad— madmen in stone houses without doors, lepers steaming love and song frogs trying to figure
drunk and writing poems at 3 a.m. what counts now is one more tight
neither does this mean the dead are at the door begging bread before
the soldiers march without guns the graves are empty peacocks glide in the rain down stairways march great men smi… there is food enough and rent enou…