#Americans #XXCentury
the goldfish sing all night with g… and the whores go down with the st… the whores go down with the stars I’m sorry, sir, we close at 4:30, besides yr mother’s neck is dirty,
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...
we are always asked to understand the other person’s viewpoint no matter how out—dated
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…
16 years old during the depression I’d come home drunk and all my clothing— shorts, shirts, stockings—
by God, I don’t know what to do. they’re so nice to have around. they have a way of playing with the balls
Sunday, I am eating a grapefruit, church is over at the… Orthadox to the west. she is dark
was much easier to be a genius in… only 3 or 4 literary magazines and… or 5 times you could end up in Ger… you could possibly meet Picasso fo… maybe only Miró.
this head like a saucer decorated with everything as lip to lip we hang in mechanical joy; my hands blaze with arias
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
The next night as they moved the group from the main build– ing to the training building, I stopped to talk to Gus the old newsboy. Gus had once been 3rd-ranked welterweight contender b...
When I awakened it was 1:30 pm. I took a bath, got dressed, checked the mail. A letter from a young man in Glendale. "Dear Mr. Chinaski: I am a young writer and I think that I am a good...
this one always arrives at the wrong time a basically good sort I suppose an honest man
I took it home, opened the beer, got into bed and began. It started well. It was about how Janko had lived in small rooms and starved while trying to find a job. He had trouble with the...
The ex-Japanese wrestler who was into real estate sold Lydia’s house. She had to move out. There was Lydia, Tonto, Lisa and the dog, Bugbutt. In Los Angeles most landlords hang out the ...