#1977 #AmericanWriters #LoveIsADogFromHell #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
I been readin’ you for a long time… I just put Billy Boy to bed, he got 7 mean ticks from somewhere… I got 2, my husband, Benny, he got 3.
The track had moved down the coast a hundred miles or so. I kept paying the rent on my apartment in town, got in my car and drove down. Once or twice a week I would drive back to the ap...
To end up alone in a tomb of a room without cigarettes or wine— just a lightbulb
One night I was coming around the corner after sneaking down to the cafeteria for a pack of smokes. And there was a face I knew. It was Tom Moto! The guy I had subbed with under The Sto...
One morning about 10 a.m. the phon… I recognized the voice and began t… “Yes, yes, Miss Graves, but go on… “So therefore we have notified the… “And you are scheduled to throw yo…
at the hospital that I have been going to the nurses seem overweight. they are bulky in their
In the betting line the other day man behind me asked, “are you Henry Chinaski?”
at exactly 12:00 midnight 1973-74 Los Angeles it began to rain on the palm leaves outside my window
Dee Dee had to pick up her son at the airport. He was coming home from England for his vacation. He was 17, she told me, and his father was an ex-concert pianist. But he’d fallen for sp...
death wants more death, and its we… I remember my father’s garage, how… I would brush the corpses of flies from the windows they thought were… their sticky, ugly, vibrant bodies
murder the roaches spit out paper clips and the helicopter circles and cir… smelling for blood
awaken at 11:30 a.m. get into my chinos and a clean gre… open a Miller’s, and nothing in the mailbox but the Berkeley Tribe
around 2 a.m. in my small room after turning off the poem machine for now
the kid went back to New York Cit… he met in a kibbutz. he left his mother at the age of 32, a well-kept fellow, sense of h… wore the same pair of shorts
he was a good one say 18, 19, marine and every time woman came down the train aisle