#Americans #XXCentury #1993 #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
Bach, I said, he had 20 children. he played the horses during the day. he f—ed at night and drank in the mornings. he wrote music in between.
not much chance, completely cut loose from purpose, he was a young man riding a bus
we have everything and we have nothing and some men do it in churches and some men do it by tearing butterflie… in half and some men do it in Palm Springs
#1993 #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
the phone rang at 1:30 a.m. and it was a man from Denver: “Chinaski, you got a following in Denver...” “yeah?”
when I look back now at the abuse I took from her I feel shame that I was so innocent,
I can remember starving in a small room in a strange city shades pulled down, listening to classical music I was young I was so young it hurt like…
I saw Sara every three or four days, at her place or at mine. We slept together but there was no sex. We came close but we never quite got to it. Drayer Baba’s precepts held strong. We ...
#1978 #Women
a very miraculous thing just happened: my beerbottle flipped over backwards and landed on its bottom on the floor, and I have set it upon the table to foam… but the photos were not so lucky today
#1973 #AtTerrorStreetAndAgonyWay #BurningInWaterDrowningInFlame
Within a day or two, about 1 pm in the afternoon there was a knock at my door. It was a painter, Monty Riff, or so he informed me. He also told me that I used to get drunk with him when...
I went up to Tammie’s place with my cardboard cartons. First I got the items she mentioned. Then I found other things—other dresses and blouses, shoes, an iron, a hair dryer, Dancy’s cl...
he spoke to mice and sparrows and his hair was white at the age of 16. his father beat him every day and his mo… lit candles in the church. his grandmother came while the boy slept
#1973 #BurningInWaterDrowningInFlame
My father had two brothers. The younger… “Neither of them amount to anything,” sa… “You just come from a bad family, Daddy… “And your brother doesn’t amount to a da… My mother’s brother was in Germany. My…
#1982 #HamOnRye
dogs and angels are not very different. I often go to this place to eat about 2:30 in the afternoon
#1977 #LoveIsADogFromHell
But there were some good moments. My sometime friend from the neighborhood, Gene, who was a year older than I, had a buddy, Harry Gibson, who had had one professional fight (he’d lost)....
Born like this Into this As the chalk faces smile As Mrs. Death laughs As the elevators break