#1977 #AmericanWriters #LoveIsADogFromHell
at the hospital that I have been going to the nurses seem overweight. they are bulky in their
One day, just like in grammar school, like with David, a boy attached himself to me. He was small and thin and had almost no hair on top of his head. The guys called him Baldy. His real...
I found that the only way I could keep from dizzy-spelling into my case was to get up and take a walk now and then. Fazzio, a supervisor who had the station at the time, saw me walking ...
this time has finished me. I feel like the German troops whipped by snow and the communists walking bent with newspapers stuffed into
Phillipe ’s is an old time cafe off Alameda street just a little north and east of the main post office. Phillipe’s opens at 5 a.m.
64 days and nights in that place, chemotherapy, antibiotics, blood running into the catheter. leukemia.
old Butch, they fixed him the girls don’t look like much anymore. when Big Sam moved out of the back
it is like this when you slip down, done like a wound-up victrola (you remember those?) and you go downtown
he was 65, his wife was 66, had Alzheimer’s disease. he had cancer of the mouth. there were
no one is sorry I am leaving, not even I; but there should be a minstrel or at least a glass of wine. bothers the young most, I think:
I sat in the airport and waited. You never knew about photos. You could never tell. I was nervous. I felt like vomiting. I lit a cigarette and gagged. Why did I do these things? I didn’...
our marriage book, it says. I look through it. they lasted ten years. they were young once.
I looked for a job all summer and couldn’t find one. Jimmy Hatcher caught on at an aircraft plant. Hitler was acting up in Europe and creating jobs for the unemployed. I had been with J...
kool enough to die but not kill I take my doctor’s green pill drink tea as the sharks swim through vases o…
after the slaughter house there was a bar around the corner and I sat in there and watched the sun go down through the window,