#1993 #AmericanWriters #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
In the betting line the other day man behind me asked, “are you Henry Chinaski?”
and the subnormal. all through grammar school junior high high school junior college
I know a woman who keeps buying puzzles Chinese puzzles blocks
After Debra left for work the next morning I bathed, then tried to watch t.v. I walked around naked and noticed that I could be seen from the street through the front window. So I had a...
The voices of the people were the same, no matter where you carried the mail you heard the same things over and over again. “You’re late, aren’t you?” “Where’s the regular carrier?” “He...
you have to have it or the walls w… in. you have to give everything up, th… away, everything away. you have to look at what you look…
all right, while we are gently cel… and while crazy classical music le… my small radio, I light a fresh ci… and realize that I am still very m… the 21st century is almost upon me…
call it love stand it up in the failing light put it in a dress pray sing beg cry laugh
I met her somehow through correspo… and she began sending me very sexy… and this being mixed in with a min… confused me somewhat and I got in… through the mountains and valleys…
is the slim tall ear-ringed bedroom damsel dressed in a long gown
To give life you must take life, and as our grief falls flat and ho… upon the billion—blooded sea I pass upon serious inward—breakin… with white—legged, white—bellied r…
he sits all day at the bus stop at Sunset and Western his sleeping bag beside him. he’s dirty. nobody bothers him.
this man used to be an interesting writer, he was able to say brisk and refreshing things. at the time
she was in her orange Volks waitin… as I walked up the street with 2 six packs and a pint of sco… and she jumped out and began grabbing the beerbottles…
if I suffer at this typewriter think how I’d feel among the lettuce— pickers of Salinas?