#1977 #AmericanWriters #LoveIsADogFromHell
In the betting line the other day man behind me asked, “are you Henry Chinaski?”
there is enough treachery, hatred… human being to supply any given ar… and the best at murder are those w… and the best at hate are those who… and the best at war finally are th…
I remember the Model-T. Sitting high, the running boards seemed friendly, and on cold days, in the mornings, and often at other times, my father had to fit the hand-crank into the front...
very tall girl lifts her nose at m… outside a supermarket as if I were a walking garbage can; and I had no desire for her, no more desire
Bobby and Valerie came by and I introduced everybody around. “Valerie and I are going to take a vacation and rent rooms by the seashore in Manhattan Beach,” said Bobby. “Why don’t you g...
the strong men the muscle men there they sit down at the beach cocoa tans
neither does this mean the dead are at the door begging bread before
and so we suck on a cigar and a beer attempting to mend the love
I saw her when I was in the left… going east on Sunset. she was sitting with her legs crossed reading a paperback.
“It’s the manager, Freddy. He has started whistling this song. He’s whistling it when I come in in the morning and he never stops, and he’s whistling it when I go home at night. It’s be...
I’ve come by, she says, to tell yo… that this is it. I’m not kidding,… over. this is it. I sit on the couch watching her ar… her long red hair before my bedroo…
he was a good one say 18, 19, marine and every time woman came down the train aisle
He hinted at times that I was a bastard and I told him to listen to Brahms, and I told him to learn to paint and drink and not be dominated by women and dollars but he screamed at me, F...
the pleasures of the damned are limited to brief moments of happiness: like the eyes in the look of a dog… like a square of wax,
Go to Tibet. Ride a camel. Read the Bible. Dye your shoes blue. Grow a Beard.