#1993 #AmericanWriters #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
self-congratulatory nonsense as th… famous gather to applaud their see… greatness you wonder where
then there was the time in New Orleans I was living with a fat woman, Marie, in the French Quarter and I got very sick.
with old cars, especially when you… and drive them for many years a love affair is inevitable: you even learn to accept their little
it beats love because there aren’t… wounds: in the morning she turns on the radio, Brahms or… or Stravinsky or Mozart. she boil… eggs counting the seconds out loud…
I was glad I had money in the Sav… Friday afternoon hungover I didn’t have a job I was glad I had money in the Sav… I didn’t know how to play a guitar
the dream of a man is a whore with a gold tooth and a garter belt, perfumed with false eyebrows
At 3:30 a.m. my twelve hours were… I set the alarm so that I would b… “What happened, Hank? We thought… “I’m quitting.” “Quitting?” “Yes, you can’t blame a man for wa…
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;
hooray say the roses, today is bla… and we are red as blood. hooray say the roses, today is Wed… and we bloom wher soldiers fell and lovers too,
I went over the other day to pick up my daughter. her mother came out with workman’s overalls on. I gave her the child support money
New Year’s Eve was another bad night for me to get through. My parents had always delighted in New Year’s Eve, listening to it approach on the radio, city by city, until it arrived in L...
our marriage book, it says. I look through it. they lasted ten years. they were young once.
I have been looking at the same lampshade for 5 years and it has gathered
got into my BMW and drove down to… pick up my American Express Gold… told the girl at the desk what I wanted. you’re Mr. Chinaski,” she
Nothing matters but flopping on a mattress with cheap dreams and a beer as the leaves die and the horses d… and the landladies stare in the ha…