#1977 #AmericanWriters #LoveIsADogFromHell
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...
eating cold plums in bed she told me about the German who owned everything on the block except the custom drapery shop and he tried to buy
There was this place. It stretched over the sea, it was built over the sea. An old place, but with a touch of class. We got a room on the first floor. You could hear the ocean running d...
at exactly 12:00 midnight 1973-74 Los Angeles it began to rain on the palm leaves outside my window
I don’t know how it happens to people. I had child support, need for something to drink, rent, shoes, shirts, socks, all that stuff. Like everyone else I needed an old car, something to...
I was in the 4th grade when I found out about it. I was probably one of the last to know, because I still didn’t talk to anybody. A boy walked up to “Your mother has a hole . . .”—he to...
“It’s the manager, Freddy. He has started whistling this song. He’s whistling it when I come in in the morning and he never stops, and he’s whistling it when I go home at night. It’s be...
the canaries were there, and the l… and the old woman with warts; and I was there, a child and I touched the piano keys as they talked—
look there. the one you considered killing you… for. you saw her the other day getting out of her car
The track had moved down the coast a hundred miles or so. I kept paying the rent on my apartment in town, got in my car and drove down. Once or twice a week I would drive back to the ap...
the words have come and gone, I sit ill. the phone rings, the cats sleep. Linda vacuums. I am waiting to live,
Well, I took the scheme sheet and I related everything to sex and age. This guy lived in this house with 3 women. He belt-whipped one (her name was the name of the street and her age th...
Jane, who has been dead for 31 yea… never could have imagined that I would write a scre… days together and
Of all the guys left in the neighborhood, Frank was the nicest. We got to be friends, we got to going around together, we didn’t need the other guys much. They had more or less kicked F...
Sam the whorehouse man has squeaky shoes and he walks up and down the court squeaking and talking to