An Evil Town by Charles Bukowski

An Evil Town

by Charles Bukowski… Frank walked down the steps. He didn’t like elevators. He didn’t like many things. He disliked steps less than he disliked elevators. The desk clerk called to him: “Mr. Evans! Would you step over here, please?” The desk clerk’s face looked like cornmeal mush. It was all Frank could do to keep…

Confession of a Coward

by Charles Bukowski… Henry rose wide-eyed, as if in a trance, and flung the door open, forgetting his nakedness. He stood there transfixed in thought for some time, but it was obvious to her that nobody was therein his state of undress there would have been quite a commotion or, at the very least, some…

Charles Bukowski

My Big-Assed Mother

by Charles Bukowski… They were two good girls, Tito and Baby. They both looked near 60 but they were close to 40. All that wine and worry. I was 29 and looked closer to 50. All that wine and worry. Read the whole story…   from the Charles Bukowski collection, The Most Beautiful Woman in…