#AmericanWriters
It seemed like years before I picked a bouquet
she tries to get things out of men that she can’t get because she’s not 15% prettier
Hinged to forgetfulness like a door, she slowly closed out of sight, and she was the woman I loved,
I like to think (and the sooner the better!) of a cybernetic meadow where mammals and computers live together in mutually
Spinning like a ghost on the bottom of a top, I’m haunted by all the space that I
A trout-colored wind blows through my eyes, through my finger… and I remember how the trout used to hide from the dinosaurs when they came to drink at the riv…
It’s night
Oh, pretty girl, you have trapped yourself in the wrong body.Twenty extra pounds hang like a lumpy tapestry on your perfect mammal na… Three months ago you were like a
If you will die for me, I will die for you and our graves will be like two lo… their clothes together in a laundromat
At 1:30 in the morning a fart smells like a marriage between an avocado and a fish head. I have to get out of bed to write this down without
It’s so nice to wake up in the morning all alone and not have to tell somebody you love them
THE AUTOPSY OF TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA This is the autopsy of Trout Fish… Fishing in America had been Lord… Missolonghi, Greece, and afterwar…
Less time than it takes to say it,… of everything, there you have it.… as my fingers and some others; I’v… were willing to accpet them. I’ve… longer know what to think of suici…
I go to bed in Los Angeles thinki… about you.
With his hat on he’s about five inches taller than a taxicab.