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Charles Bukowski

Consummation Of Grief I even hear the mountains the way they laugh up and down their blue sides and down in the water the fish cry and the water is their tears. I listen to the water on nights I … Continue reading

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Charles Bukowski

  this kind of fire   by Charles Bukowski sometimes I think the gods deliberately keep pushing me into the fire just to hear me yelp a few good lines. they just aren’t going to let me retire silk scarf about … Continue reading

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Charles Bukowski

“If you’re going to try, go all the way. Otherwise, don’t even start. This could mean losing girlfriends, wives, relatives and maybe even your mind. It could mean not eating for three or four days. It could mean freezing on … Continue reading

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Charles Bukowski

so you want to be a writer? by Charles Bukowski if it doesn’t come bursting out of you in spite of everything, don’t do it. unless it comes unasked out of your heart and your mind and your mouth and your … Continue reading

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Charles Bukowski

Raw With Love little dark girl with kind eyes when it comes time to use the knife I won’t flinch and I won’t blame you, as I drive along the shore alone as the palms wave, the ugly heavy palms, … Continue reading

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“so you want to be a writer” by Charles Bukowski

if it doesn’t come bursting out of you in spite of everything, don’t do it. unless it comes unasked out of your heart and your mind and your mouth and your gut, don’t do it. if you have to sit … Continue reading

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Charles Bukowski

Writing often it is the only thing between you and impossibility. no drink, no woman’s love, no wealth can match it. – Charles Bukowski

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Charles Bukowski

Raw With Love little dark girl with kind eyes when it comes time to use the knife I won’t flinch and I won’t blame you, as I drive along the shore alone as the palms wave, the ugly heavy palms, … Continue reading

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Charles Bukowski

The Shoelace a woman, a tire that’s flat, a disease, a desire: fears in front of you, fears that hold so still you can study them like pieces on a chessboard… it’s not the large things that send a man … Continue reading

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