#AmericanWriters
The funeral was to be at 10:30 a.m. but it was already hot. I had on a cheap black suit, bought and fitted in a rush. It was my first new suit in years. I had located the son. We drove ...
outside my window Sunday. I am eating a grapefruit. church is over at the… Orthodox to the west.
In the betting line the other day man behind me asked, “are you Henry Chinaski?”
it’s the same as before or the other time or the time before that. here’s a cock and here’s a cunt
there are these small cliffs above the sea and it is night, late night; I have been unable to sleep, and with my car above me
a great white light dawns across t… continent as we fawn over our failed traditi… often kill to preserve them or sometimes kill just to kill.
you have to have it or the walls w… in. you have to give everything up, th… away, everything away. you have to look at what you look…
she reads to me from the New York… which I don’t buy, don’t know how they get in here, but it’s something about the Mafia one of the heads of the Mafia
I only met one student at City College that I liked, Robert Becker. He wanted to be a writer. “I’m going to learn everything there is to learn about writing. It will be like taking a ca...
That night I took Tammie to the harness races. We went upstairs to the second deck and sat down. I brought her a program and she stared at it a while. (At the harness races, past perfor...
my grandfather was a tall German with a strange smell on his breath… he stood very straight in front of his small house and his wife hated him
god I got the sad blue blues, this woman sat there and she said are you really Charles Bukowski?
love, he said, gas kiss me off kiss my lips kiss my hair my fingers
a poem is a city filled with stree… filled with saints, heroes, beggar… filled with banality and booze, filled with rain and thunder and p… drought, a poem is a city at war,
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...