#Americans #XXCentury #1993 #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
he walks up to my Volks after I have parked and rocks it back and forth grinning around his
#1977 #LoveIsADogFromHell
I got a letter in the mail. It was addressed from Hollywood. Dear Chinaski: I’ve just read almost all your books. I work as a typist in a place on Cherokee Ave. I’ve hung your picture i...
#1978 #Women
the centerfielder turns rushes back reaches up his glove and
#1993 #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
I’m glad when they arrive and I’m glad when they leave I’m glad when I hear their heels approaching my door and I’m glad when those heels
#1977 #LoveIsADogFromHell #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
he hooked to the body hard took it well and loved to fight had seven in a row and a small fleck over one eye,
#1973 #AtTerrorStreetAndAgonyWay #BurningInWaterDrowningInFlame
I found that the only time to study was before sleeping. I was always too tired to make and eat breakfast, so I would go out and buy a tall 6 pack, put it on the chair beside the bed, r...
#1971 #PostOffice
he drank wine all night of the 28th, and he kept thinking of her: the way she walked and talked and loved the way she told him things that seemed… but were not, and he knew the color of e…
I am in this low—slung sports car painted a deep, rich yellow driving under an Italian sun. I have a British accent. I’m wearing dark shades
There are sketches on the walls of men a… and outside a large green bus swerves th… insanity sprung from a waving line; Turg… says the radio, and Jane Austin, Jane… “I am going to do her portrait on the 28…
But then it began raining again. The Stone had me out on a thing called Sunday Collection, and if you’re thinking of church, forget it. You picked up a truck at West Garage and a clipbo...
the blue pencil of the wave shots of yellow road a steering wheel an insane woman sitting next to you
drunk again at 3 a.m. at the end of my 2… of wine, I have typed from a dozen to 15… poesy an old man maddened for the flesh of young girls in…
I went to this place to see a movie on tv Alexander the Great, and here come the armies ta ta ta
#1973 #BurningInWaterDrowningInFlame
it beats love because there aren’t any wounds: in the morning she turns on the radio, Brahms or Ives or Stravinsky or Mozart. she boils the eggs counting the seconds out loud: 56,
he met her at the racetrack, a strawberr… blonde with round hips, well-bosomed, lo… turned-up nose, flower mouth, in a pink… wearing white high-heeled shoes. she began asking him questions about var…
