#AmericanWriters #1993 #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
self-congratulatory nonsense as th… famous gather to applaud their see… greatness you wonder where
In the betting line the other day man behind me asked, “are you Henry Chinaski?”
then there was the time in New Orleans I was living with a fat woman, Marie, in the French Quarter and I got very sick.
the dead can sleep they don’t get up and rage they don’t have a wife. her white face like a flower in a closed
I had been corresponding with a lady in San Francisco for several months. Her name was Liza Weston and she survived by giving dance lessons, including ballet, in her own studio. She was...
call it love stand it up in the failing light put it in a dress pray sing beg cry laugh
We got back to 1010. I had my check. I’d left word that we didn’t want to be disturbed. Tammie and I sat drinking. I’d read 5 or 6 love poems about her. “They knew who I was,” she said....
16 and one-half inch neck 68 years old lifts weights body like a young
I read a book about John Dos Pas… the book once radical—communist John ended up in the Hollywood Hi… and reading the Wall Street Journal
good weather is like good women— it doesn’t always happen and when it does
“It’s the manager, Freddy. He has started whistling this song. He’s whistling it when I come in in the morning and he never stops, and he’s whistling it when I go home at night. It’s be...
she pulled her dress off over her head and I saw the panties indented somewhat into the crotch.
I’m big I suppose that’s why my women alwa… small but this 6 foot goddess who deals in real estate
strange warmth, hot and cold femal… I make good love, but love isn’t j… sex. most females I’ve known are ambitious, and I like to lie aroun… on large comfortable pillows at 3…
takes lot of desperation dissatisfaction and