#Americans #XXCentury #1993 #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
are more beautiful than movie stars and they lounge on the lawn sunbathing
Back in L.A., there was almost a week of peace. Then the phone rang. It was the owner of a Manhattan Beach nightclub, Marty Seavers. I had read there a couple of times before. The club ...
Three or four days later I found her note and phoned Debra. She said, “Come on over.” She gave me the directions to Playa del Rey and I drove over. She had a small rented house with a f...
she was sitting in the window of room 1010 at the Chelsea in New York, Janis Joplin’s old room. it was 104 degrees
love, he said, gas kiss me off kiss my lips kiss my hair my fingers
cigarettes wetted with beer from the night before you light one gag open the door for air
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.
30 dogs, 20 men on 20 horses and o… and look here, they write, you are a dupe for the state, the… you are in the ego-dream, read your history, study the monet…
all right, while we are gently cel… and while crazy classical music le… my small radio, I light a fresh ci… and realize that I am still very m… the 21st century is almost upon me…
rose red sunlight; take it apart in the garage like a puzzle:
they talk down through the centuries to us, and this we need more and more, the statues and paintings in midnight age
I used to take the back off the telephone and stuff it with ra… and when somebody knocked I wouldn’t answer and if they pers… I’d tell them in terms vulgar
In the betting line the other day man behind me asked, “are you Henry Chinaski?”
I didn’t have any friends at school, didn’t want any. I felt better being alone. I sat on a bench and watched the others play and they looked foolish to me. During lunch one day I was a...
absolutely sesamoid said the skeleton shoving his chalky foot upon my desk, and that was it,