#AmericanWriters
The Galilee Hitch-Hiker Part 1 Baudelaire was driving a Model A across Galilee.
With the rain falling surgically against the roof, I ate a dish of ice cream that looked like Kafka’s hat.
It seemed like years before I picked a bouquet
It’s a star that looks like a poker game above the mountains of eastern Oregon. There are three men playing.
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
This poem was found written on a p… Brautigan in a laundromat in San…
Spinning like a ghost on the bottom of a top, I’m haunted by all the space that I
La voyageuse qui traverse les Hal… Marchait sur la pointe des pieds Le désespoir roulait au ciel ses g… Et dans le sac à main il y avait… Que seule a respiré la marraine de…
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
For Marcia
I don’t know what it is, but I distrust myself when I start to like a girl a lot.
Just because people love your mind, doesn’t mean they have to have your body,
I am standing in the cemetery at… What did Judy say? ‘God-forsaken… A very old man who has cancer on h… care of the cemetery, is raking a… manner as to almost (polish it lik…
Forget love I want to die in your yellow hair
THE HUNCHBACK TROUT The creek was made narrow by littl… too close together. The creek was… booths in a row with high Victoria… taken off and all the backs of the…