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A RADIO WITH GUTS (Excerpt)
by Charles Bukowski

it was on the 2nd floor on Coronado Street
I used to get drunk
and throw the radio through the window
while it was playing, and, of course,
it would break the glass in the window
and the radio would sit there on the roof
still playing
and I’d tell my woman,
“Ah, what a marvelous radio!”

Photo: Charles Bukowski’s typewriter, radio, glass, and glasses