#1993 #AmericanWriters #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
the lilies storm my brain by god by god like nazi storm troopers! do you think I’m going tizzy?
they get up on their garage roof both of them 80 or 90 years old standing on the slant she wanting to fall really all the way
I have been hanging here headless for so long that the body has forgotten
Van Gogh cut off his ear gave it to a prostitute who flung it away in extreme
I don’t beat the walls with my fis… I just sit but it rushes in a tide of it. the woman in the court behind me h…
take a writer away from his typewr… and all you have left is the sickness which started him
In the betting line the other day man behind me asked, “are you Henry Chinaski?”
I blacked out after that. I guess I had consumed more whiskey than I thought. I don’t remember arriving at Nicole’s. I awakened in the morning with my back to somebody in a strange bed....
I went to this place to see a movi… on tv Alexander the Great, and here come the armies ta ta ta
at one stage in my life I met a man who claimed to have visited Pound at St. Elizabeths. then I met a woman who not only claimed to have visited
red face Texas and age he’s at an L.A. racetrack
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 ...
They are building a house half a block down and I sit up here with the shades down listening to the sounds,
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 girls were young and worked the streets but often couldn’t score, they