#1993 #AmericanWriters #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
was on the train to Del Mar and I… to go to the bar car. I had a beer… back and sat down. pardon me,” said the lady next to… sitting in my husband’s seat.”
My mother went to her low-paying job each morning and my father, who didn’t have a job, left each morning too. Although most of the neighbors were unemployed he didn’t want them to thin...
I can remember starving in a small room in a strange city shades pulled down, listening to classical music I was young I was so young it hur…
I cut the middle fingernail of the… finger right hand real short and I began rubbing along her cunt
So I took the exam, passed it, took the physical, passed it, and there I was—a substitute mail carrier. It began easy. I was sent to West Avon Station and it was just like Christmas exc...
I got back, made love to Lydia several times, got in a fight with her, and left L. A. International late one morning to give a reading in Arkansas. I was lucky enough to have a seat by ...
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...
reached up into the top of the clo… and took out a pair of blue pan ti… and showed them to her and asked “are these yours?” and she looked and said,
My father always ran the neighborhood kids away from our house. I was told not to play with them but I walked down the street and watched them anyhow. “Hey, Heinie!” they yelled, “Why d...
the old folks play a game in the park overlooking the sea shoving markers across cement with wooden sticks. four play, two on each side
and the subnormal. all through grammar school junior high high school junior college
call it the greenhouse effect or w… but it just doesn’t rain like it u… I particularly remember the rains… depression era. there wasn’t any money but there w…
the centerfielder turns rushes back reaches up his glove and
don’t undress my love you might find a mannequin: don’t undress the mannequin you might find my love.
looking out the window smoking rolled cigarettes drinking Sanka and watching the workers come on in