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Introduction | |
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The Road of Excess (Or, Saintly Sinners) | |
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In Society | |
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On Meeting Kinsey | |
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"Nobler, I thought, to die a man than live on, a sex monster..." | |
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Dead Drunk | |
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Youth | |
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"I don't mind being called queer..." | |
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"Burroughs may be gay, but he's a man..." | |
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"We owed it to literary history..." | |
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"Norman wanted to know what had really happened..." | |
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"Something strange has happened..." | |
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"I sit naked in my room remembering..." | |
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"It was a strange, nondescript kind of orgy..." | |
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Male Muses (Or, Sex without Borders) | |
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"Oh, I love, love, love women!" | |
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"I'm on a spree tonight..." | |
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"Love is not controllable..." | |
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Bradley the Buyer | |
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"Posterity will laugh at me..." | |
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Love Poem on Theme by Whitman | |
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Teacher--Your Body My Kabbalah | |
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"Accept my soul with all its throbbings and sweetness..." | |
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"If like me you renounce love and the world..." | |
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Malest Cornifici Tuo Catullo | |
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from Howl | |
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"I find myself getting jealous of Kiki..." | |
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The Newport News has arrived in Venice for a week's stay... | |
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A. J.'s Annual Party | |
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from Cut-ups: A Project for Disastrous Success | |
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"I Met Jack Kerouac in 1958 for One Glorious Moment..." | |
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A Poem for Cocksuckers | |
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from Memoirs of a Bastard Angel | |
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Queer Shoulder to the Wheel | |
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Me & Allen | |
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Peter Jerking Allen Off (First Sex Experiment) | |
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Why Is God Love, Jack? | |
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Sexual Conditioning | |
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Sweet Boy, Gimme Yr Ass | |
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Going to Massachusetts | |
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Horns | |
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from The Place of Dead Roads | |
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Pages from Cold Point | |
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Green Ballet | |
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Hi Risque | |
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On Neal's Ashes | |
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"Sex as a biological weapon" | |
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Rain-Wet Asphalt Heat, Garbage Curbed Cans Overflowing | |
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Now France | |
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"Drag up your soul to its proper bliss..." | |
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"The gay state" | |
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Permissions | |
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About the Author | |