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On Sunday morning Henry went outside to walk his dog,  Blue, walking past the garbage bins on the driveway Blue began to sniff   ...

Henry flying with angels a couple of decades ago, looking for a landing pad or a warm and safe place…. reaching his mother’s womb a...

On Sunday Henry turned on the TV to watch the news about the coup in the country his was living. The TV was shut down by the mili...

Henry the louse, smoking a joint and listening to the Rolling Stones, home alone in the afternoon ready to do anything that didn’t sme...

Henry out of bed early on  Sunday grazing about— the usual stuff— pancakes, coffee,  Mescal shots, and The Times literary secti...

Henry hadn’t sold a copy of “Mescaline Sombrero” On Amazon.  He felt successful in an anti-social way.  Henry  on an old bus la...

Two Centaurs doing Yoga in the Black Forest, flip-flapping, standing on their heads, causing the blood to flow from their f...

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 ...