#Americans #XXCentury #1993 #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
this Friday night the Mexican girls at the Catholic… look especially good their husbands are in the bars and the Mexican girls look young
I was casing next to G.G. early one morning. That’s what they called him: G.G. His actual name was George Greene. But for years he was simply called G.G. and after a while he looked lik...
we talk about this film: Cagney fed this broad grapefruit faster than she could eat it and
he talks like he writes and he has a face like a dove, unt… externals. little shiver of horror runs throu… about
to be writing poetry at the age of… like a schoolboy, surely, I must be crazy; racetracks and booze and arguments with the landlord;
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
To give life you must take life, and as our grief falls flat and ho… upon the billion—blooded sea I pass upon serious inward—breakin… with white—legged, white—bellied r…
absolutely sesamoid said the skeleton shoving his chalky foot upon my desk, and that was it,
I forget the beginning time. 6 or 7 p.m. Something like that. All you did was sit with a handful of letters, take a streetmap and figure your run. It was easy. All the drivers took much...
we take what we can see— the engines driving us mad, lovers finally hating; this fish in the market staring upward into our minds;
she’s young, she said, but look at me, I have pretty ankles, and look at my wrists, I have pret… wrists
you won’t see them often for wherever the crowd is they are not. those odd ones, not
don’t worry about rejections, pard… I’ve been rejected before. sometimes you make a mistake, taki… the wrong poem
she pulled her dress off over her head and I saw the panties indented somewhat into the crotch.
this man sometimes forgets who he is. sometimes he thinks he’s the Pope. other times he thinks he’s a