#AmericanWriters
It’s a star that looks like a poker game above the mountains of eastern Oregon. There are three men playing.
I live in the Twentieth Century and you lie here beside me. You were unhappy when you fell asleep. There was nothing I could do abou… it. I felt hopeless. Your face
WITNESS FOR TROUT FISHI… IN AMERICA PEACE In San Francisco around Easter t… trout fishing in America peace par… of red stickers printed and they p…
For Marcia
Everybody wants to go to bed with everybody else, they’re lined up for blocks, so I’ll go to bed with you. They won’t miss us.
I like to think (and the sooner the better!) of a cybernetic meadow where mammals and computers live together in mutually
Forget love I want to die in your yellow hair
There are no postage stamps that s… back to England three centuries ag… no postage stamps that make letter… travel back until the grave hasn’t… and John Donne stands looking out…
The petals of the vagina unfold like Christofer Columbus taking off his shoes. Is there anything more beautiful than the bow of a ship
I walked across the park to the fe… It was in the center of a glass sq… by red flowers and fountains. The… was in the shape of a sea horse an… We got hot and died.
ZAP! unlaid / 20 days
Thinking hard about you I got on the bus and paid 30 cents car fare and asked the driver for two trans… before discovering
A piece of green pepper fell off the wooden salad bowl: so what?
A girl in a green mini– skirt, not very pretty, walks down the street.
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