#1977 #AmericanWriters #LoveIsADogFromHell
We continued drinking. Cecelia had just one more and stopped. “I want to go out and look at the moon and stars,” she said. “It’s so beautiful out!” She went outside by the swimming pool...
I had begun to dislike my father. He was always angry about something. Wherever we went he got into arguments with people. But he didn’t appear to frighten most people; they often just ...
sleepy now at 4 a.m. hear the siren of a white ambulance,
dying has its rough edge. no escaping now. the warden has his eye on me. his bad eye. I’m doing hard time now.
The next day Katherine phoned me. She said she had the tickets and would be landing at L.A. International Friday at 2:30 pm. “Katherine,” I said, “there’s something I’ve got to tell you...
at their best, there is gentleness… some understanding and, at times,… courage but all in all it is a mass, a glo… have too much.
I get many phonecalls now. They are all alike. “are you Charles Bukowski, the writer?” “yes,” I tell them.
Graduation Day. We filed in with our caps and gowns to “Pomp and Circumstance.” I suppose that in our three years we must have learned something. Our ability to spell had probably impro...
they stop out front here looks as if the car is on fire the smoke blazes blue from the hoo… the motor sounds like cannon shots the car humps wildly
the telephone has not been kind of… of late there have been more and m… from people who want to come over… from people who are depressed from people who are lonely
she undressed in front of me keeping her pussy to the front while I lay in bed with a bottle o… beer. where’d you get that wart on
I used to know a dutchman in a Ph… he’d take 3 raw eggs in his beer, 71, still working, strong,
After dinner or lunch or whatever it was—with my crazy 12 hour night I was no longer sure what was what—I said, "Look, baby, I’m sorry, but don’t you realize that this job is driving me...
there are many single women in the… with one or two or three children and one wonders where the husbands have gone or where the lovers have gone
a very miraculous thing just happe… my beerbottle flipped over backwar… and landed on its bottom on the fl… and I have set it upon the table t… but the photos were not so lucky t…