BUDDHA

  PUKE POETRY (1981) QUINCEAÑERA (1983) EL CABR ÓN (1985) PEARS & PLUMS (1987) DIARRHEA (1990) THE WORLD'S MOST DESPICABLE MAN (1992) THE TEMPTATIONS OF TOMMY TAMUALIPAS (1994) THE TRANSGRESSIONS OF TOMMY TAMAULIPAS (1997) THE TRIBULATIONS OF TOMMY TAMAULIPAS (1999) AAAHHHHH!!!!! (2000) BOYSTOWN (2003) THE SEASON THEY FORGOT VIETNAM (2005) EL GABACHO (2008) DAD'S DEAD (2009) NEITHER HERE NOR THERE (2010) O VENERABLE ONE (2011) GUATEMALA (2013) BURIED IN BROWNSVILLE (2015) MY TEEMING BRAIN (2017) MOTHER TRUMPS TRUMP (2018) SOCRATES EXAMINES EXISTENCE (2019) NOVELS ONLY NEED TITLES (2021) TRUMP THE TERRIBLE (2021) BAUDELAIRE, BUKOWSKI & BREWSKIES (2023) OLGA (2026)

“Cursed be he by day and cursed be he by night; cursed be he when he lies down and cursed be he when he rises up. Cursed be he when he goes out and cursed be he when he comes in. The Lord will not spare him, but then the anger of the Lord and his jealousy shall smoke against this man and all the curses that are written in The Torah shall lie upon him and his family. And the Lord shall blot out his name from under heaven and upon earth. And the Lord shall separate him unto evil out of all the tribes of Israel, according to the curses of the covenant that are written in this book of the law.”

I felt subjugated lying on my back,  forced to play  with your long ass  gross nipples. The whole act  was disgusting.  I tried to think  of something else while pinned  against the bed.  Same position.  Not my cup of tea.  Made me cringe.  The most horrible sex  I've ever had.  True story.  And once  in a while  when I was  a bit lonely,  I wanted  to call you,  but your fucks  are boring   and you're dirty.  Period.  I never thought  you would be  like that.  No car!  No home!  No nothing!  Another body  waiting  to be called  to wherever  it's destined.  To each his own.  Please don't ever  text me again.  You left  a sour taste  in my mouth.  I wince whenever  I think of you.

Death is terrible. Death is a tragedy. But death has dignity. We should extend our gratitude to death. Because without death life has no meaning. Without death there is no love. Without death there is no beauty. Without death we have no families as we would move from relationship to relationship in an everlasting cycle. There would be no memories. Death is both father and mother . From nothingness we emerge and from nothingness we return. When the priest or the preacher says we are going to a better place, it's because we came from a better place.

Life is beautiful, but it comes with a heavy price-- DEATH! Why bring someone into the world when a terrible fate awaits him or her? Is it to escape loneliness? Much of the time, especially in old age, life dissolves into a solitary existence.

If God would only give us a year together, that would be... No! No! No! If God would only give us a month together, that would be... No! No! No! If God would only give us a day together, that would be... No! No! No! If God would only give us an hour together that would be... No! No! No! If God would only give us a minute together, that would be... No! No! No! If God would only give us a second together, that would be... No! No! No! If God would only give us a moment together, Yes! Yes! Yes! that would be an eternity.