#1993 #AmericanWriters #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
I suppose it’s raining in some Sp… while I’m feeling bad like this; I’d like to think so now.
what is it about lobsters and crab… those white-pink shells that always make me hungry just looking at them there in the butcher’s display case
red hair real she whirled it and she asked “is my ass still on?”
the best often die by their own ha… just to get away, and those left behind can never quite understand why anybody
is the slim tall ear-ringed bedroom damsel dressed in a long gown
Then I was called down to personnel at the old Federal Build– ing. They let me sit the usual 45 minutes or hour and one half. The man walked me back to a desk. There sat this woman. She...
have we gone wrong again? we laugh less and less, become more sadly sane. all we want is the absence of others.
I watched the board and the 6 drop… after a first flash of 18 from a m… of 12...two minutes to post and a… kept jamming against my back, but… I bet 20 to win and walked out to…
I was standing in line at the bank… when the old fellow in front of me dropped his glasses (luckily, with… case) and as he bent over
It’s never quite right, he said, t… the way the music sounds, the way… written. It’s never quite right, he said, a… taught, all the loves we chase, al…
see this final storm as nothing ve… the world; there are so many more important t… consider. see this final storm as nothing ve…
I wait on life like a pregnancy, p… the gut but all I hear now is the piano slamming its teeth throu… brain
the canaries were there, and the l… and the old woman with warts; and I was there, a child and I touched the piano keys as they talked—
I walked off the job again and the police stopped me for running a red light at Serrano… my mind was rather gone and I stood in a patch of leaves
The rainy season began. Most of the money went for drink so my shoes had holes in the soles and my raincoat was torn and old. In any steady downpour I got quite wet, and I mean wet-down...