Bukowski Stories

Charles Bukowski meets Emir Kusturica-Balkan style! A humorous, gritty memoir, How to Find and Lose a Job in the Balkans, follows the chaotic daily life of a young man navigating the turbulent Balkan reality. No matter how hard he tries to find employment, he breathes a sigh of relief every time he loses it. A colorful parade of characters passes through his life, but the only constants are his love for women, booze, and above all, his grandmother. Perfect for fans of Charles Bukowski, John Fante, and dark, unfiltered storytelling. Note: This book contains explicit language and profanity! Copyright © 2026 Zlatan Calminsky. All Rights Reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced, scanned, or distributed in any printed or electronic form without permission from the author. This is a work of nonfiction.

Every week I will look for a postcard with an image on it and force myself to write a story that correlates with that photograph, small enough to fit on a postcard. You can find all the stories on my instagram @Boojorii . Today's postcard has a photograph on it made by Swiss photographer Stefan Rappo. I picked up this postcard on my trip to Paris where I visited the Centre Pompidou. It reminded me of a poem by Charles Bukowski called 'Hell is a Lonely place'. If you liked the photograph as much as I did, he has a new photography book out called 'TEZZ'.

Poemas, relatos de Bukowski

collection of my favourite quotes (or more like charles bukowski compilation)

He lost the job. Lost the woman. Lost whatever used to keep him going. So one night, Artyom gets in his car and drives with no destination in mind. Somewhere on an empty highway, with the fuel light blinking and nowhere left to go, he finds a gas station that doesn't exist on any map. The rule is simple: Lie - and you stay. Tell the truth - and you move forward. Full Tank of Emptiness is a dark, atmospheric road novel about loneliness, bad choices, and the terrifying moment a man realizes he can't keep living the same way anymore.

Toca el Piano Borracho Como Un Instrumento de Percusión Hasta Que Los Dedos Te Empiecen A Sangrar Un Poco ʺLo peor de todo es que algún tiempo después de mi muerte se me va a descubrir de verdad. Todos los que me tenían miedo o me odiaban cuando estaba vivo abrazarán de repente mi memoria. Mis palabras estarán en todas partes. Se crearan clubs sociales y sociedades. Será como para volverse loco. Se hará una película de mi vida. Me pintarán mucho más valiente de lo que soy y con mucho más talento del que tengo. Mucho más. Será como para hacer vomitar a los dioses. La especie humana lo exagera todo: a sus héroes, a sus enemigos, su importancia.ʺ Charles Bukowski

"Ogni poesia è misteriosa; nessuno sa interamente ciò che gli è stato concesso di scrivere." - Jorge Luis Borges.

Podre por fora, vazio por dentro.

Markus es echadó de su trabajo como escritor de historias cortas en el periodico "Awake" y tras salir de su bar favorito para hablar acerca de su desgracia, es atracado y golpeado. Al llegar a casa después de aquel encuentro, escribe una historia corta, titulada "Matthew" Después de compartir su historia con su familia y amigos, el exito parece empezar a llegar, pero las cosas no siempre son como parecen.

To whoever I end up with, I want to smell my soap on you.

Poem

10 more poems. !!!

Durante una tormenta, Adrián encuentra una carta antigua que lo obliga a enfrentarse con la versión de sí mismo que creía perdida.

11 poems and short writings written by me.