Arquivo de etiquetas: Charles Bukowski

the hot green was just hanging on by its teeth

  “It was a hotel near the top of a hill, just enough tilt in that hill to help you run down to the liquor store, and coming back with the bottle, just enough climb to make the effort worthwhile. … Continuar a ler

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Bukowski – “My Father”

my father was a truly amazing man he pretended to be rich even though we lived on beans and mush and weenies when we sat down to eat, he said, “not everybody can eat like this.” and because he wanted … Continuar a ler

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