#Americans #XXCentury #1993 #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
starving there, sitting around the… and at night walking the streets f… hours, the moonlight always seemed fake to me, maybe it was,
if you’re going to try, go all the way. otherwise, don’t even start. if you’re going to try, go all the way.
Lydia had two children; Tonto, a boy of 8, and Lisa, the little girl of 5 who had interrupted our first fuck. We were together at the table one night eating dinner. Things were going we...
he was a good one say 18, 19, marine and every time woman came down the train aisle
half drunk I left her place her warm blankets and I was hungover didn’t even know what town
I hear them outside: “does he always type this late?” “no, it’s very unusual.” “he shouldn’t type this
there are worse things than being alone but it often takes decades to realize this and most often
look there. the one you considered killing you… for. you saw her the other day getting out of her car
she writes continually like a long nozzle spraying the air,
It was Christmas season and I learned from the drunk up the hill, who did the trick every Christmas, that they would hire damned near anybody, and so I went and the next thing I knew I ...
the phone rang at 1:30 a.m. and it was a man from Denver: “Chinaski, you got a following in Denver...” “yeah?”
the blazing shark wants my balls as I walk through the meat section looking for salami and cheese purple housewives
Back at Chelsey High it was the same. One group of seniors had graduated but they were replaced by another group of seniors with sports cars and expensive clothes. I was never confronte...
That evening the phone rang. It was Mercedes. I had met her after giving a poetry reading at Venice Beach. She was about 28, fair body, pretty good legs, a blonde about 5~feet-5, a blue...
A month went by. R.A. Dwight, the editor of Dogbite Press wrote and asked me to do a foreword to Keesing’s Selected Poems. Keesing, with the help of his death, was at last going to get ...