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May 12, 1978 – East Village – Journal

Last night I drank a lot of bourbon waiting for Ro to show and accompany me to my friend’s art opening. Thankfully Mike Selbach was there with his wife. Cheryl kept ribbing me, as if she wanted to see my cruel side. Mike had enough of this at hime and went o get beers at […]

May 30, 1978 – East Village – Journal

Alice is very disturbed the progress of her senior project THE GENTLEMEN FROM VERONA at EST. She hates everyone. Mostly herself. She started on me, as we walked away from CBGBs. She had once more been made to pay. I never did. I had wanted to stay to see Patti Smith, but Alice was still […]

May 26, 1978 – East Village – Journal

I named my son Fenway. Red Sox Nation. Fenway Park where baseball is still baseball and not a distraction for the shopping mall under the seats No blaring ads, no hoopla, no fake audience noise. Baseball. My first game there was in 1962. Sox versus the Kansas City Athletics. With my brother and my father. […]

May 25, 1978 SRO – Journal

“Don’t you want to fuck?” asked Alice. She was naked under a sheer and I sat in my unzipped black jeans on the edge of the small bed in the West 11th Street SRO. I wanted to have sex, but I wasn’t going to make the first move, since I often felt her cringe to […]

May 11, 1978 – East Village – Journal II

And doesn’t care for my writing. She only reads this journal for passages about us about her. never any of my hand written fiction, but for real reason. ” I don’t think you ever finish anyhthing.” I have to be honest these journals have no purpose. Their value is zero. All the stories I write […]