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...

neither does this mean the dead are at the door begging bread before

first time my father overheard me… this bit of music he asked me, “what is it?” “it’s called Love For Three Oran… I informed him.

he was just a cat cross-eyed, dirty white with pale blue eyes

it’s strange when famous people di… whether they have fought the good… the bad one. it’s strange when famous people di… whether we like them or not

are we going to the movies or not? she asked him. all right, he said, let’s go. I’m not going to put any pan ties… so you can finger-fuck me in the

I got lucky the next day. They called my name. It was a different doctor. I stripped down. He turned a hot white light on me and looked me over. I was sitting on the edge of the examina...

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

long ago he edited a little magazi… was up in San Francisco during the beat era during the reading-poetry-with-jaz… and I remember him because he neve…

I get many phonecalls now. They are all alike. “are you Charles Bukowski, the writer?” “yes,” I tell them.

we’d had any number of joints and… beer and I was on the bed stretche… and she said, “look, I’ve had 3 ab… in a row, real fast, and I’m sick… abortions, I don’t want you to sti…

By the time they called me to dinner I was able to pull up my clothing and walk to the breakfast nook where we ate all our meals except on Sunday. There were two pillows on my chair. I ...

horses running with her miles away laughing with a fool Bach and the hydrogen bomb