GAHA: BABES OF ABYSS IN SAN FRANCISCO
I’m going to be reading in October, on the 9th, in San Francisco. I’ll also be reading in LA, but I’m not sure of the dates and times. San Francisco is where I was born, but I stayed a mere six days before flying home to NY. I wonder what that was like: I am adopted, so my parents showed up at the hospital and took me home on a plane. I’ve been back to San Francisco twice, in 1977 and in 1990. I can’t wait to visit with friends, eat FOOD, and go to bookstores. Manhattan has inoculated me to the horrifying destruction of once beautiful cities. I will pass through pale shadows of its former shelf with the same idiotic happiness I do in New York. Hey, it still smells the same! (I love the smell of human excrement in the morning…it smells like…human excrement in the morning).
CONGRATS! I LOVE San Francisco. They will LOVE you.