Bukowski’s <br />WON’T YOU BE MY VALENTINE?

Norman clocked them doing 85 going north on the 405, a late model ivory Caddy, he switched on the red, they saw him and slowed. . . The driver was a woman. . . She was smoking a cigarillo. Her only attire was a pair of brown, scratched boots and dirty pink panties. Her... »

Pedro Pietri

Pedro Pietri<br />SELECTED POETRY

from SUICIDE NOTE FROM A COCKROACH The republican party / the democratic party / con edison general electric / gillete razor blades playtex general motors and all / those other deadly odors blessed by the daily news/... »

Sex, Death
& Other People’s Money

<center>Sex, Death <br />& Other People’s Money</center>

This here excursion of three stray dogs lookin' to hide out of the holy night is something else: Silent, clandestine, completely indulgent, yet valid, unlike flogging your hype. . .Last night, blessed be His name, I thought I might find a miracle out there among the trees and one hundred percent Vermont maple syrup... »

Jack Wesley Hardin’s

<center><font size=-1>Jack Wesley Hardin’s</font><br />THE ONE THAT GET AWAY</center>

If you unlucky enough to be out in the soup tonight, baby, you don’t have to be told this toxic brew of critics and crucifiers alike is not pissin’ chicken soup for the soul down on us. All you gotta do is watch the waves of rage exploding out over the high bluffs above... »

D’Army Bailey’s
excerpted from his memoir

<small><small><small>D’Army Bailey’s</small></small></small><br />THE ORIGINAL X MAN<br /><small>excerpted from his memoir<br />THE EDUCATION OF A BLACK RADICAL</small>

D'Army Bailey, a Memphis lawyer and judge who turned the Lorraine Motel into the National Civil Rights Museum, died July 12 at the age of 73. This excerpt about his relationship with Malcolm X is from his memoir THE EDCUATION OF A BLACK RADICAL. »

from the novel
(on the coast of Nebraska)

by Mike Golden

<center><strong>THE HISTORY OF THE GROWTH OF HISTORY</strong><br /><font size = 3>from the novel</font><br /><strong><font size = 5>VIRTUALLY REALITY<br /> (on the coast of Nebraska)</font></strong><br /><font size = 4>by Mike Golden</font></center>

Once upon a time, technology was the answer, but unfortunately it was never the question. The question that was left out of the equation was How was the machine to ultimately avoid contempt for the inferiors it was serving? Without that question built into the equation the superiority of the machine would eventually lose... »

Isabelle Olin’s
The Big White Elephant
Lives in My Closet Too

<center><small> <small> Isabelle Olin’s</small></small><br /><small><b> The Big White Elephant <br /> Lives in My Closet Too </b></small><br /></center>

She began going home with the clients. Not to screw, or fuck, but just to not be alone. Just to save herself that ache, those solemn hours when it is not quite morning and yet not quite night. When everything hangs in the balance, when the ghosts come out to play. »


PART II: The Sequel

<center><small><b>A <br />ROBERT ALTMAN FILM?</b></small><br /><small> <small>PART II: The Sequel</small></small></center>

Between the surreality of pitching and the quagmire-dream state of La La Land itself, our protag is witness to a shocking nervous breakdown by an infamous screenwriting guru that will foreshadow the realization that he's so strung out by the hustle again that he's plotting to pitch Altman his projects in the middle of... »


PART I: The Interview

<center><small><b>A <br />ROBERT ALTMAN FILM?</b></small><br /><small> <small>PART I: The Interview</small></small></center>

"You're gonna get fucked on the first one," he avuncularly explains to me. "You're gonna get fucked on the second one too. Then you're gonna get fucked on the third one. By that time, if you get that far, if you keep your mouth shut, they'll think you're a good fuck,... »

Victor Harwood’s
excerpted from his novel

<center><font size=3><b>Victor Harwood’s </b></font><br />THE WRITERS’ CONFERENCE<br /><font size=2>excerpted from his novel </font><br /><font size=4>TO DIE IN MADRID</font>

That Saturday night Malraux and I sat side-by-side, facing the room, watching the crowd flow in and out in waves as it passed through the Dingo, quick to find out what was doing in the Quarter, savor a Jimmy Charters Gin Fizz and head off for dinner at the Brassarie Lipp or the Dôme.... »

Ernest Hemingway’s

<center><small>Ernest Hemingway’s</small> <br />THE KILLERS</center>

Nick opened the door and went into the room. Ole Andreson was lying on the bed with all his clothes on. He had been a heavyweight prize-fighter and he was too long for the bed. He lay with his head on two pillows. He did not look at Nick. ... »

Charles Bukowski
Six Inches

<small>Charles Bukowski</small><br /> Six Inches

Sarah picked me up and placed me down between her legs, which she spread open just a bit. Then I was facing a forest of hair. I hardened my back and neck muscles, sensing what was to come. I was jammed into darkness and stench. I heard Sarah moan. Then Sarah began to move... »

Isabelle Olin’s

<small>Isabelle Olin’s</small><br />ST. ANDREWS CROSS

She promptly dragged him to the far blue wall, and chained him, facing the chamber, to the St. Andrew’s cross. Then she called in her fellow dommes, who traipsed in a great herd of clattering and stomping, some in corsets, some in lounge-wear, and attacked: Jeers and taunts and jabs, snickers and lowblows... »

an excerpt from John Goodman’s
Avant-Garde and Tradition
Photograph by Robert Frank

<small><small><small>an excerpt from John Goodman’s</small></small></small>    </br>MINGUS SPEAKS<br /><small><small><small>Avant-Garde and Tradition</small></small></small><br /><small><small><small><small><small><small>Photograph by Robert Frank</small></small></small></small></small></small>

I don't want to be so junglish that I can't climb a stairway. I got to climb mountains all day long? We're going to the moon, right? Well, I'm with the guys that wrote music that got us to the moon. Not the guys who dreamed about it. Bach built the buildings, we didn't... »

Excerpts from
A Counter Myth
from Mike Golden’s

<small><font size=1><b>Excerpts from</b></font></small><br /><small><font size=2><b>THE LAST INTERVIEW WITH JAMES EARL RAY</b></font></SMALL>    <center>A Counter Myth</center><SMALL> <font size=2>from <b>Mike Golden’s </b></font><br /><font size=2><b><i>BEEN TO THE MOUNTAINTOP, WENT OVER THE EDGE</i></b></font></SMALL>

Sad to Say, if you ask any graduating class today who James Earl Ray was, less than 10% of those over-priced diplomas would know the confessed, then-unconfessed, alleged-assassin of Dr. Martin Luther King was indisputably one of the three biggest hand-picked-stooges in history, along with Curly Larry Sirhan and Mo Harvey Oswald »



  the illusion is that you are simply reading this poem. the reality is that this is more tha… Read the rest »

an excerpt from
Rudy Wurlitzer’s

<SMALL>an excerpt from <br />Rudy Wurlitzer’s</SMALL><center>THE DROP EDGE OF YONDER</center>

That night he was woken by her long nails scratching lines of blood down his stomach and across his groin, a violent gesture which she repeated even as she pulled him inside her, locking her legs around his waist as if she wanted to break him in two. For the rest of the night, she... »

Tar Baby,
he don’t say nothin’…

Jim Dickinson
sure does…

<center><SMALL><SMALL><b>Tar Baby, <br />he don’t say nothin’…</b><br />but <br />Jim Dickinson <br />sure does…</SMALL></SMALL></center>

The Tar Baby is an inanimate character from the 1946 Disney film, Song of the South, the animated segments of which are based on the Uncle Remus stories compiled by Joel Chandler Harris. Jim Dickinson, the godfather of postpunk mutant funk, was a long time Uncle Remus protege, and one of the last great... »

Chez Lolita
The Maurice Girodias Interview

Chez Lolita<br /><small><small><small>The Maurice Girodias Interview</small></small></small>

"In the cellar there was a restaurant with dancing and a Brazilian samba band, on the ground floor a French restaurant, on the next floor a soul food restaurant and blues bar, with Hazel Scott on the piano, and on the top floor there was a Russian nightclub called Chez Vodka, with a balalaika... »

V. K. Reiter’s
My Girodias

<small><small><small>V. K. Reiter’s</small></small></small><br /> My Girodias  <br />

On one of my birthdays, Girodias offered me an impromptu party at the Russian restaurant, ordering up chocolate soufflés and champagne, and telling the Russian orchestra to play any song I requested. Because he had no actual gift to hand me, Girodias picked up a wine glass and ate it, gazing into my... »

’68 Democratic Convention
excerpted from
Richard Seaver’s

<center><font size = 6>’68 Democratic Convention</font><br /><font size = 1>excerpted from</font><br /><font size=4>Richard Seaver’s</font><br /><font size = 5>THE TENDER HOUR OF TWILIGHT</font></center>

In a stroke of journalistic brilliance -- madness? -- Esquire magazine, sensing that the Democratic convention in Chicago might well be a historic event, invited three world-famous writers, all published by or associated with Grove, to cover the convention: the satirist Terry Southern, author of The Magic Christian. . .William Burroughs, author of Naked Lunch. . . and Jean... »

Jim Harrison’s “Corruption”

<b><font size=5>Jim Harrison’s “Corruption”</font></b>

Like Afghanistan I’m full of corruption. My friend McGuane once said, ”I’d gladly commit a hundred acts of literary capitulation to keep my dog in Alpo. “ The little ones needed dental braces and flutes, cars and houses. Off and on I’ve had this dangerous golden touch like a key to a slot machine streaming 20-dollar gold pieces. It was so... »

Terry Southern’s
The Blood Of A Wig

<small>Terry Southern’s</small><br />The Blood Of A Wig

At about six in the morning I really started cooking on the alleged “Manchester passages”. . . “. . . wan, and wholly bereft, she steals away from the others, moving trancelike towards the darkened rear-compartment where the casket rests. . . She gasps, and is literally slammed... »

“Now Dig This”
Terry Southern

</strong>“Now Dig This” </strong><br /><small><b><center>The<br />Terry Southern<br />Interview</center></b></small>

John Calley, who was a very hip Producer at MGM - was sure it was time to do Blue Movie." He was convinced that the first studio to come out with a quality full length film showing erection and penetration, using stars, would go over the top. "It'll be like Gone With The Wind,"... »



Ed Sanders is some sort of parody of all the MC’s of history. He looks like James Jones, or a foul Bob Hope. Neither he nor his “slum goddess of the lower east side” is aphrodisiac, but they are wildly funny because he and his songs have trapped the infantilism of smutty little boys.... »

an Octoberfest hors d’oeuvre

I am FiFi (not my real name), the French maid sex slave of two beautiful, brilliant, strong Amazon Lesbians. And though they tell me I am badly flunking the French part of my maid, What, Dear Vibrator, I must ask, is the correlation between pain and sexual excitement? Am I a sickness? »


They took their beer from the bar to a table in the back, and then Johnson started talking about whore houses it had been his distinct pleasure to know. Like shortstops or writers, there was a rating system."There was a place in Jersey. In Wildwood. A grand old House, for its... »

Die for it or live for it, it always comes down to whether you go for what looks most inviting in the moment or wait for what you're lookin' for. Call it Yes or call it No, to swing or not to swing appears to be the only room left to move in... »

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Great Moments in Sportz
Fear & Loathing @ The Kentucky Derby

RALPH STEADMAN remembers meeting HUNTER S. THOMPSON: I heard a quick hiss from the spray can Hunter was brandishing. He had Maced me again!...

HUNTER meets RALPH: Another problem was his habit of sketching people he met in the various social situations I dragged him into--then giving them the sketches. »

Mike Golden’s
Inside Outsourcing
Even if eating it is not exactly their thing they always have the option to use it as a dildo made exclusively for them personally by white trash fashionistas from the south of France collection, Dominique, would you like a tattoo of your face on your ass, dear, while you’re waiting for the designer to take measurements we can use to fit your soul into a gift package? »
Although Tuli was dubbed “the Noel Coward of Bohemia” by his friend co-founding Fug Ed Sanders, I always thought of the multidextrous humanist-humorist as “the Tom Paine of standup protest performance art”, but no matter what handle any of us pin on him it’s safe to say he has probably subliminally influenced more underground writer-poet-artist-publishers than any other Boho to come down the page this century. »


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    Dick Lit
    Missionary Positions
    fiction by Joe Maynard

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    "dick lit" is here to acknowledge the good, bad and ugly that goes with it, as it celebrates every young boy's quest to get off the next time, and every old man's quest to get off one more time, before there is no time left to get off on... »

    an excerpt from Ellen Pearlman’s

    Nothing and Everything is about the relationship of Eastern thought, particularly Buddhism, to the arts in post-war New York City —from the early 1940s to the early1960s—a handful of individuals brought about major changes in music, performance, dance, theater, installation, video, mixed media, painting, and sculpture, as the evolution from modernism to postmodernism broke down the idea of art as a practice devoted to a particular medium. The world—or life itself—became a legitimate artist’s tool, aligning with Zen Buddhism’s emphasis on enlightenment occurring at any moment.... »

    A Message from Senator Franken

    Please take 2 minutes to watch this important video.

    Alan Greenberg’s

    For three hours Ali was in the ring sparring, and the entire time he never threw a punch. When he finally stepped down I asked him what he was doing. “I’m gonna get that sucker so tired of punching me he’s gonna fall flat on his face,” Ali replied. And so the “Rope-a-Dope” was born, not in the ring in Zaire, but in a gym in Pennsylvania. »

    Up on the stage a man who looks like Klinger on Mash lifts his dress for the audience to inspect him. He has a clit. An actual clit. Then suddenly the legs spread, and PRESTO SLEAZO, there's a schlong! What a bargain! A real live hermaphrodite is about to take the skin of his female genitalia and stretch it over his male genitalia and get it on with itself »

    Great Moments in Sportz
    Professor Irwin Corey Accepts The National Book Award for Thomas Pynchon

    It happened Thursday, April 18th, 1974, at Alice Tulley Hall, and those that were there will never forget it (if they remember it at all). The National Book Awards, commercial publishing’s now defunct version of the Academy Awards was in the bottom of the ninth, down »

    Mimi & Richard Farina Live

    In 1965, Mimi and Richard Farina dropped by the studios of WTBS (now WMBR) with electric guitarist Barry Tashian (of Barry & the Remains) for music and talk with DJ Ed Freeman. Richard is on dulcimer. One of Mimi’s two guitars is tuned like a dulcimer. The explanation for the brief gap in the tape has long been lost.


    Michael Disend's RIDER OF THE JADE HORSE

    Li looked firmly into his eyes. “No! I want man who is also a woman.” Penman nodded against his will, his gaze stealing down toward the strap-on dildo she was generously coating with lube. It thrust out like a red cannon from her leather harness. Why red? Is it because she’s from China?


    Dick Lit
    Stacia St. Owens’

    “Dick lit” has been around since the first caveman’s curiosity stuck his dick into the equation when he rubbed those two rocks together around it until....
    Millie tittered, which is how girls used to be taught to laugh. Tilda wondered if this were an intentional jab.

    Barney Rosset Interview
    (The Subject Was Left Handed)