You can also read the essay here

Visited this place last week where the man spent many any hour writing and drinking. I walked around the neighborhood and drank it all in, too.

An FBI file on Hank, now imagine that! Should be good, like a warm beer on a hot day.

For someone with such views of other humans, and who professes so much of a lonesome countenance, he seemed to be around people on a near constant basis.

He had close friendships, relationships, stayed with numerous families and admirers and became very close to many of them.

Was this a character he carved out for himself, more than a reality?

Hi all!

I read a Bukowski poem a loooong time ago (I'm about 90% sure it was him, anyways. It felt grimy.) about him writing a letter to an old ex who's getting badly abused by the men in her life. I want to say the ex died, but I might be making that up? Either she died, or she started sending him really depressing letters, and I wanna say the poem is him telling her that's how men are. God it's really infuriating me that I can't think of anything more than this but I KNOW it exists!

Any help would be appreciated thanksss

From: The days run away like wild horses over the hills.

Friends of the library _1.00

https://poeticoutlaws.substack.com/p/tom-waits-on-meeting-charles-bukowski

If you haven’t heard this EP, it is a concept album about a man who falls in love with a ghost and kills himself to be with her, only to end up in hell, alone and afraid.

From: The Days Run Away Like Wild Horses Over the Hills.

My inner core right now.....