#AmericanWriters
there are beasts in the salt shake… and airdromes in the coffeepot. my mother’s hand is in the bag dra… and from the backs of spoons come the cries of tiny tortured animals…
I only met one student at City College that I liked, Robert Becker. He wanted to be a writer. “I’m going to learn everything there is to learn about writing. It will be like taking a ca...
she’s from Texas and weighs 103 pounds and stands before the mirror combing oceans of reddish hair
see this final storm as nothing ve… the world; there are so many more important t… consider. see this final storm as nothing ve…
Then there were only 6 or 7 of us.… “How you doing on your scheme, Ch… “No trouble at all,” I said. “O.… “Yes, Woodburn.” “Listen, I don’t like to be bothe…
half-past nowhere alone in the crumbling tower of myself stumbling in this the
I took Tanya to the airport the next afternoon. We had a drink in the same bar. The high-yellow wasn’t around; all that leg was with somebody else. “No. You love sex and there’s nothing...
dying for a beer dying for and of life on a windy afternoon in Hollywood listening to symphony music from m… on the floor.
invent yourself and then reinvent… don’t swim in the same slough. invent yourself and then reinvent… and stay out of the clutches of medioc…
a poem is a city filled with stree… filled with saints, heroes, beggar… filled with banality and booze, filled with rain and thunder and p… drought, a poem is a city at war,
god I got the sad blue blues, this woman sat there and she said are you really Charles Bukowski?
when I was in grammar school my parents were poor and in my lunch bag there was only a peanut butter sandwich.
these things that we support most… have nothing to do with up, and we do with them out of boredom or fear or money or cracked intelligence;
drinking German beer and trying to come up with the immortal poem at 5 p.m. in the afternoon. but, ah, I’ve told the
I had been sleeping on a terrible mattress with the springs sticking into me for several years. That afternoon when I awakened I pulled the mattress off the bed, dragged it outside, and...