We had a 3:30 pm flight out of Los Angeles that Saturday. At 2 pm I went up and knocked on Tammie’s door. She wasn’t there. I want back to my place and sat down. The phone rang. It was ...

I get too many phone calls. they seek the creature out. they shouldn’t.

in the men’s room at the track this boy of about 7 or 8 years old came out of a stall

these women are supposed to come and see me but they never do. there’s the one with the long scar…

as I go to the escalator young fellow and a lovely young gi… are ahead of me. her pants, her blouse are skintigh… as we ascend

I’m big I suppose that’s why my women alwa… small but this 6 foot goddess who deals in real estate

They had me in the counselor’s office in one of the back rooms of the second floor. “Let me see how you look, Chinaski.” He looked at me. “All right, Mr. Chinaski, we’d like to know whe...

the higher you climb the greater the pressure. those who manage to endure learn

had her for 3 units and at mid-term she’d read off how many assignment… stories had been turned in:

Meanwhile, there was still Joyce, and her geraniums, and a couple of million if I could hang on. Joyce and the flies and the geraniums. I worked the night shift, 12 hours, and she pawed...

Again I was on a new route. The Stone always put me on hard routes, but now and then, due to the circumstances of things, he was forced to place me on one less murderous. Route 511 was ...

our marriage book, it says. I look through it. they lasted ten years. they were young once.

my goldfish stares with watery eye… into the hemisphere of my sorrow; upon the thinnest of threads we hang together, hang hang hang

Hugo Wolf went mad while eating a… and writing his 253rd song; it was… April and the worms came out of th… humming Tannhäuser, and he spilled… with his ink, and his blood fell o…