this woman keeps phoning me even though I tell her I am livin… I love. I keep hearing noises in the envir… she phones,

my friend is worried about dying he lives in Frisco I live in L.A. he goes to the gym and works with the iron and hits

It was Christmas season and I learned from the drunk up the hill, who did the trick every Christmas, that they would hire damned near anybody, and so I went and the next thing I knew I ...

Slipping keenly into bright ashes, target of vanilla tears your sure body lit candles for men on dark nights, and now your night is darker

it is justified all dying is justified all killing all death all passing, nothing is in vain

I didn’t do much the rest of the week. The Oaktree meet was on. I went to the track 2 or 3 times, broke even. I wrote a dirty story for a sex mag, wrote 10 or 12 poems, masturbated, and...

I used to know a dutchman in a Ph… he’d take 3 raw eggs in his beer, 71, still working, strong,

ah, Merryman, fighter on the docks, killed a man while they were unloa… bananas. mean the man he killed

After English class one day Mrs. Curtis asked me to stay. She had great legs and a lisp and there was something about the legs and the lisp together that heated me up. She was about 32,...

That summer, July 1934, they gunned down John Dillinger outside the movie house in Chicago. He never had a chance. The Lady in Red had fingered him. More than a year earlier the banks h...

I keep thinking it will be outside now waiting for me blue front bumper twisted

I was editing a little magazine at the time, The Laxative Approach. I had two co-editors and we felt that we were printing the best poets of our time. Also some of the other kind. One o...

the men phone and ask me that. are you really Charles Bukowski the writer? they ask. I’m a sometimes writer, I say, most often I don’t do anything.

went for a walk on Hollywood Boul… looked down and there was a large… walking beside me. his pace was exactly the same as m… we stopped at traffic signals toge…