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Lyrical, a smile on his face, the fat cat, doing whatever he was doing without a care, his soul semiopaque, no long hidden.    ...

Henry  could hardly recognize it,  wanting none of it, disjointed, spurious, a mensch and clown,  feeling fooled. ...

In The Beat Hotel— Colonel Bill and Alvah Goldsplat—  Flaming Blue Meringue pie washed down with decanters of Moroccan Coffee an...

Henry Lu a man of few thoughts, not caring much for the future or the past, all choked up and trying to say something.   ...

   There’s  rythmn n the air tonight ~   Henry Lee (Hooker) Lucowski, born  between a rock and a palm tree,...

Henry Lucowski on the outside floating through a red canyon out west somewhere, flying with glow-bugs and butterflies, conn...

When I was eighteen in 1969 the Army selected me to go by troop transport from Kansas City to Washington D.C. for a meeting of AUSA, th...

Henry the louse, a slab of dead meat eaten from the inside by maggots. A parasitical failure in life who never could hold down a jo...

                He was a young man who shouldn't have been normal... well? Well, in his late teens, he was not a big fello...

Life, Christ almighty, like Frank Sinatra singing "That's Life, sometimes you're up and sometimes your down." Je...

Henry lost in the Mohave at 10 am, a hand full of mescal buds, plenty of bottled water, a cell phone that worked to got get ...

Deep frying scorpion tales in sweet sauce, drinking tea on the porch, odd insects, new ones not disc...

The Memphis City Greyhound station, one of the coolest places in the world. Everything stood still, since the 60s,  a pharmacy that ...

Henry 62 years old, living in hotel,  a room out back with a separate entrance, avoiding guest, tired of talking shit. A drinker,...