Hande Deniz

“I will remember the kisses, our lips raw with love,
and how you gave me everything you had
and how I offered you what was left of me.”
― Charles Bukowski

“I will remember your small room, the feel of you, the light in the window, your records, your books, our morning coffee, our noons, our nights, our bodies spilled together, sleeping, the tiny flowing currents, immediate and forever. Your leg, my leg, your arm, my arm, your smile and the warmth of you who made me laugh again.”
― Charles Bukowski

“the nights you fight best

are

when all the weapons are pointed

at you,

when all the voices

hurl their insults

while the dream is being

strangled.

the nights you fight best

are

when the game is

fixed,

when the crowd screams

for your

blood.

”
― Charles Bukowski

“but isn't there always
one good thing
to look back on?

think of
how many cups of coffee we
drank together.”
― Charles Bukowski, Sifting Through the Madness for the Word, the Line, the Way: New Poems