Notes of a Dirty Old Man (1968)
Story (1968)
Excerpt
Notes of a Dirty Old Man
I drove along Sunset, stopped for a signal, and saw this dyed red head with the brutal and ravaged face, powdered, painted saying this is what life does to us. I could see her drunk, screaming across the room at some man and I was glad the man wasn't me. she saw me looking at her and waved, "hey, how about a ride?" "O.K.," I said, and she ran across 2 lanes of traffic to get in...
Appears in Magazines
- Open City - May 1-14 1968, pg. 2