#1977 #AmericanWriters #LoveIsADogFromHell
at North Avenue 21 drunk tank you… there was always some guy who woul… way to the crapper and then you would curse him good,… he would know enough to either be…
after the slaughter house there was a bar around the corner and I sat in there and watched the sun go down through the window,
I paid this one’s fare all the way… to San Francisco then flew up to meet her at her br… and I got drunk and talked all night about a redhe…
they don’t make it the beautiful die in flame— suicide pills, rat poison, rope, w… ever... they rip their arms off,
the droll noon where squadrons of worms creep up like stripteasers to be raped by blackbirds. I go outside
dumb, Jesus Christ, some people are so dumb you can hear them splashing around
On Thanksgiving Iris prepared the turkey and put it in the oven. Bobby and Valerie came over for a few drinks but they didn’t stay. It was refreshing. Iris had on another dress, just as...
I was always a natural slob I liked to lay upon the bed in undershirt (stained, of course) (and with cigarette holes)
at exactly 12:00 midnight 1973-74 Los Angeles it began to rain on the palm leaves outside my window
But the next morning it was the sa… “That’s all, Chinaski. Nothing fo… It went on for a week. I sat ther… Then Bobby Hansen, one of the old… “I don’t care. I’m not kissing hi…
he said, “I was working in Hollyw… working in Hollywood and he was the worst: he was too drunk to sta… end of the afternoon and so I had… into a taxi
up in northern California he stood in the pulpit and had been reading for some time he had been reading poems about nature and the goodness
That night I took Tammie to the harness races. We went upstairs to the second deck and sat down. I brought her a program and she stared at it a while. (At the harness races, past perfor...
yes, it’s dark in here. can’t open the door. can’t open the jam lid. can’t find a pair of socks that ma… was born in Andernach in 1920 and…
225 days under grass and you know more than I. they have long taken your blood, you are a dry stick in a basket. is this how it works?