#AmericanWriters
my mother, father and I walked to the market once a week for our government relief food: cans of beans, cans of
Mongolian coasts shining in light, listen to the pulse of the sun, the tiger is the same to all of us and high oh so high on the branch
a girlfriend came in built me a bed scrubbed and waxed the kitchen flo… scrubbed the walls vacuumed
I am a panther shut up and bellowi… cement walls, and I am angry at bl… evenings without ventilation and I am angry with you, and it wi… like a rose
I got lucky the next day. They called my name. It was a different doctor. I stripped down. He turned a hot white light on me and looked me over. I was sitting on the edge of the examina...
she’s young, she said, but look at me, I have pretty ankles, and look at my wrists, I have pret… wrists
the phone rang at 1:30 a.m. and it was a man from Denver: “Chinaski, you got a following in Denver...” “yeah?”
in the slow Mexican air I watched… and they cut off his ear, and his… no more terror than a rock. driving back the next day we stopp… and watched the golden red and blu…
luxury ocean liners crossing the water full of the indolent and rich passing from this place to that
It was a Wednesday night, 12:30 am and I was very sick. My stomach was raw, but I managed to hold down a few beers. Tammie was with me and she seemed sympathetic. Dancy was at her grand...
the critics now have me drinking champagne and driving a BMW and also married to a socialite from
I got in the shower and burned my balls last Wednesday. met this painter called Spain, no, he was a cartoonist,
he talks like he writes and he has a face like a dove, unt… externals. little shiver of horror runs throu… about
we are always asked to understand the other person’s viewpoint no matter how out—dated
I was the last one off the plane and there was Joanna Dover. “Joanna, let’s have a Bloody Mary while we wait for my baggage. Oh hell, I don’t have any baggage. But let’s have a Bloody M...