#1993 #AmericanWriters #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
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.
oh, how worried they are about my soul! I get letters the phone rings... “are you going to be all right?”
Every night was about the same. I’d drive along the coast looking for a place to have dinner. I wanted an expensive place that wasn’t too crowded. I developed a nose for those places. I...
monkey feet small and blue walking toward you as the back of a building falls of… and an airplane chews the white sk…
more wasted days, gored days, evaporated days. more squandered days, days pissed away,
as the spirit wanes the form
you may not believe it but there are people who go through life with very little friction or
I heard it first while screwing a… who had the biggest box in Scranton. I listened to it again as I wrote… to my mother
it’s strange when famous people di… whether they have fought the good… the bad one. it’s strange when famous people di… whether we like them or not
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...
the cockroach crouched against the tile while I was pissing and as I turned my head he hauled his butt
I’m not going to die easy; I’ve sat on your suicide beds in some of the worst holes in America,
I took it home, opened the beer, got into bed and began. It started well. It was about how Janko had lived in small rooms and starved while trying to find a job. He had trouble with the...
starving there, sitting around the… and at night walking the streets f… hours, the moonlight always seemed fake to me, maybe it was,
Then there were only 6 or 7 of us.… “How you doing on your scheme, Ch… “No trouble at all,” I said. “O.… “Yes, Woodburn.” “Listen, I don’t like to be bothe…