#Americans #XXCentury #1993 #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
Lydia’s sister Angela came to town from Utah to see Lydia’s new house. Lydia had made a down payment on a little place and the monthly payments were very low. It was a very good buy. Th...
I’m out of matches. the springs in my couch are broken. they stole my footlocker. they stole my oil painting of
he came to the door one night wet… terrorized white cross-eyed tailless cat took him in and fed him and he sta… grew to trust me until a friend dr…
“What’s a guy like you doing in a place like this?” We got into my car and she told me where she lived. We stopped for a couple of big steaks, vegetables, stuff for a salad, potatoes, b...
The flies are angry bits of life; why are they so angry? it seems they want more, it seems almost as if they are angry
he was just a cat cross-eyed, dirty white with pale blue eyes
am sitting on a tin chair outside… death, on stinking wings, wafts th… halls forevermore. remember the hospital stenches fro… was a boy and when I was a man and…
In the betting line the other day man behind me asked, “are you Henry Chinaski?”
maybe I’ll win the Irish Sweepsta… maybe I’ll go nuts maybe Harcourt Brace will call or maybe unemployment insurance or rich lesbian at the top of a hill.
here things are tough but they’re mostly always tough. basically I’m just trying to get a… with the female. when you first meet them their eyes
That Tuesday night we were sitting at my place drinking; Tammie, me and her brother, Jay. The phone rang. It was Bobby. “Louie and his wife are down here and she’d like to meet you.” Lo...
of course, I may die in the next t… and I’m ready for that but what I’m really worried about… that my editor—publisher might ret… even though he is ten years younge…
we like to shower afterwards (I like the water hotter than she) and her face is always soft and pe… and she’ll wash me first spread the soap over my balls
the blue pencil of the wave shots of yellow road a steering wheel an insane woman sitting next to you
starving there, sitting around the… and at night walking the streets f… hours, the moonlight always seemed fake to me, maybe it was,