#1993 #AmericanWriters #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
I was sitting next to a young girl who didn’t know her scheme very well. “Where does 2900 Roteford go?" she asked me. "Try throwing it to 33," I told her. “You say you’re from Kansas Ci...
I see you drinking at a fountain w… blue hands, no, your hands are not… they are small, and the fountain i… where you wrote me that last lette… I answered and never heard from yo…
I didn’t contest the divorce, didn’t go to court. Joyce gave me the car. She didn’t drive. All I had lost was 3 or 4 million. But I still had the post office. “I saw you with that bitch...
you’re a beast, she said your big white belly and those hairy feet. you never cut your nails and you have fat hands
yes, they begin out in a willow, I… the starch mountains begin out in… and keep right on going without re… pumas and nectarines somehow these mountains are like
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 met a genius on the train today about 6 years old, he sat beside me and as the train
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…
this Friday night the Mexican girls at the Catholic… look especially good their husbands are in the bars and the Mexican girls look young
during my worst times on the park benches in the jails or living with whores
with old cars, especially when you… and drive them for many years a love affair is inevitable: you even learn to accept their little
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
big sloppy wounded dog hit by a car and walking toward the curbing making enormous sounds
I cross the room to the last wall the last window the last pink sun with its arms around the world
there was a frozen tree that I wan… but the shells came down and in Vegas looking across at a g… at 3:30 in the morning, I died without nails, without a co…