#1977 #AmericanWriters #LoveIsADogFromHell
knew you were a bad-ass,” he said. you sat in the back of Art class a… you never said anything. then I saw you in that brutal figh… with the guy with the dirty yellow
the lair of the hunted is hidden in the last place you’d ever look and even if you find it you won’t believe
we are gathered here now to bury her in this poem. she did not marry an unemployed wi… beat her every
at their best, there is gentleness… some understanding and, at times,… courage but all in all it is a mass, a glo… have too much.
he was a good one say 18, 19, marine and every time woman came down the train aisle
it’s the same as before or the other time or the time before that. here’s a cock and here’s a cunt
You had to fill out more papers to get out than to get in. The first page they gave you was a personalized mimeo affair from the postmaster of the city. It began: “I am sorry you are te...
bet on #6, I try red, I stare at… wonder what Chekhov would do, and… blue plates sit eating the carnage… and look very much like Russians a… my left tit and try to smile like…
she was a short one getting fat and she had once been beautiful and she drank the wine she drank the wine in bed and
rose red sunlight; take it apart in the garage like a puzzle:
I drank for the next week. I drank night and day and wrote 25 or 30 mournful poems about lost love. It was Friday night when the phone rang. It was Mercedes. “I got married,” she said, ...
The ex-Japanese wrestler who was into real estate sold Lydia’s house. She had to move out. There was Lydia, Tonto, Lisa and the dog, Bugbutt. In Los Angeles most landlords hang out the ...
man, he said, sitting on the steps your car sure needs a wash and wax… I can do it for you for 5 bucks, I got the wax, I got the rags, I… I need.
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...
kool enough to die but not kill I take my doctor’s green pill drink tea as the sharks swim through vases o…