#1993 #AmericanWriters #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
The flies are angry bits of life; why are they so angry? it seems they want more, it seems almost as if they are angry
twitching in the sheets— to face the sunlight again, that’s clearly trouble. I like the city better when the
this fear of being what they are: dead. at least they are not out on the s… are careful to stay indoors, those pasty mad who sit alone before the…
you have to have it or the walls w… in. you have to give everything up, th… away, everything away. you have to look at what you look…
To end up alone in a tomb of a room without cigarettes or wine— just a lightbulb
Graduation Day. We filed in with our caps and gowns to “Pomp and Circumstance.” I suppose that in our three years we must have learned something. Our ability to spell had probably impro...
Later in the hospital they were dabbing at my knees with pieces of cotton that had been soaked in something. It burned. My elbows burned too. The doctor was bending over me with a nurse...
drinking German beer and trying to come up with the immortal poem at 5 p.m. in the afternoon. but, ah, I’ve told the
225 days under grass and you know more than I. they have long taken your blood, you are a dry stick in a basket. is this how it works?
we have everything and we have not… and some men do it in churches and some men do it by tearing butt… in half and some men do it in Palm Spring…
Our English teacher, Miss Gredis, was the absolute best. She was a blonde with a long sharp nose. Her nose wasn’t much good but you didn’t notice it when you looked at the rest of her. ...
the bulls are grand as the side of… and although they kill them for th… it is the bull that burns the fire… and although there are cowardly bu… there are cowardly matadors and co…
I found that the only time to study was before sleeping. I was always too tired to make and eat breakfast, so I would go out and buy a tall 6 pack, put it on the chair beside the bed, r...
I walked into the counselor’s office. It was Eddie Beaver sitting behind the desk. The clerks called him “Skinny Beaver.” He had a pointed head, pointed nose, pointed chin. He was all p...
shot off his left ear then his right, and then tore off his belt buckle with hot lead, and then