“Do you like my tits, Bukowski?” She was sitting up in bed, the soiled sheet tugged just beneath the cleft of each small breast. She was positioned in bed so regally one would believe she … more →
Carver's DogRodger Jacobs wrote 3 months ago: One morning in May of 1992 when the sinus-burning scent of smoke from the Molotov-cocktail-induced f … more →
Rodger Jacobs wrote 4 months ago: From the L.A. Times archive, 10/05/81: Studio Pyrotechnic Mishap Kills Noted Choreographer LOS ANGEL … more →
litscribbler wrote 5 months ago: Kate is a Los Angeles writer whose stories will be featured this Friday, June 12 in the New Short Fi … more →
Rodger Jacobs wrote 9 months ago: “Do you like my tits, Bukowski?” She was sitting up in bed, the soiled sheet tugged just … more →
Rodger Jacobs wrote 9 months ago: I was going to tell you a Mr. Bukowski story tonight. That’s what I originally intended. It wa … more →
Rodger Jacobs wrote 1 year ago: I agreed to meet my muse at a bullshit bar on the corner of Seward and Willougby in Hollywood, a slu … more →
Rodger Jacobs wrote 1 year ago: “It’s a spider palm.” “What?” “A spider palm,” Joel repeated, nodding toward the potted plant to the … more →
Rodger Jacobs wrote 1 year ago: (Originally published at 8763 Wonderland, 11/15/05) The LAPD black-and-white glided to a stop at the … more →
Rodger Jacobs wrote 1 year ago: "... the canopy of the tree suddenly grew by several feet within seconds." Bukowski awoke … more →
Rodger Jacobs wrote 1 year ago: “I had a weird dream this morning,” he said, spooning sugar into his coffee. “It was just befo … more →
Rodger Jacobs wrote 1 year ago: Poe was drunk again. The words wiggled and swam on the page like agitated tadpoles. He pinched the b … more →
Rodger Jacobs wrote 1 year ago: Emily had no shortage of complaints about what L.A. had become. “But what really gets me going,” … more →
Rodger Jacobs wrote 1 year ago: Dr. Miller was 72 years old and retired from psychiatry for half a decade. His life was simple in hi … more →
Rodger Jacobs wrote 1 year ago: ”Who are you bringing to bed tonight?” Emily’s mother would ask every night at eleven o’clock sharp. … more →
Rodger Jacobs wrote 1 year ago: ”You know what I am, Hap?” Poe said after the lingering silence when both men were baiting their lur … more →
Rodger Jacobs wrote 1 year ago: UPDATED My new serial for L.A. Taco, El Coyote Del Rastro de Mulholland, is up and running: I know m … more →
Rodger Jacobs wrote 1 year ago: Bukowski sat down on the Ocean Avenue bus stop next to an aged woman who reminded him of Grandma Mos … more →
Rodger Jacobs wrote 1 year ago: Late afternoon, Venice Beach, Otago Daily Times Debose was an aging Venice Beach poet with a fat gut … more →
Rodger Jacobs wrote 1 year ago: Crime novelist James Crumley passed away on Wednesday in a Missoula, Montana hospital at the age of … more →