#Americans #XXCentury #1993 #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
the best often die by their own ha… just to get away, and those left behind can never quite understand why anybody
she only fucks the ones she doesn’… to marry. to the others she says you’ve got to marry me. or maybe she just fucks the ones s…
the German hotel was very strange… double doors to the rooms, very th… looked the park and the vasser ter… it was usually too late for breakf… would be everywhere changing sheet…
my grandfather was a tall German with a strange smell on his breath… he stood very straight in front of his small house and his wife hated him
this head like a saucer decorated with everything as lip to lip we hang in mechanical joy; my hands blaze with arias
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...
the droll noon where squadrons of worms creep up like stripteasers to be raped by blackbirds. I go outside
Joyce found a job with the county, the county Police Department, of all things. I was living with a cop! But at least it was during the day, which gave me a little rest from those fondl...
The ultra-violet ray machine clicked off. I had been treated on both sides. I took off the goggles and began to dress. Miss Ackerman walked in. “Not yet,” she said, “keep your clothes o...
god I got the sad blue blues, this woman sat there and she said are you really Charles Bukowski?
It was hot that night at the reading, which was to be held at St. Mark’s Church. Tammie and I sat in what was used as the dressing room. Tammie found a full-length mirror leaning agains...
stepped into the wrong end of the… right leg which was bad to begin w… with a tv writer and an actor, som… life to make a sitcom and luckily… day at the track I get a box seat…
“It’s the manager, Freddy. He has started whistling this song. He’s whistling it when I come in in the morning and he never stops, and he’s whistling it when I go home at night. It’s be...
I can see myself now after all these suicide days and n… being wheeled out of one of those… (of course, this is only if I get… by a subnormal and bored nurse
old Butch, they fixed him the girls don’t look like much anymore. when Big Sam moved out of the back