#AmericanWriters
O beautiful was the werewolf in his evil forest. We took him to the carnival
I lift the toliet seat as if it were the nest of a bird and I see cat tracks all around the edge of the bowl.
I feel horrible. She doesn’t love me and I wander around like a sewing machine that’s just finished sewing a turd to a garbage can lid.
It’s so nice to wake up in the morning all alone and not have to tell somebody you love them
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…
Thinking hard about you I got on the bus and paid 30 cents car fare and asked the driver for two trans… before discovering
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…
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
WORSEWICK Worsewick Hot Springs was nothing… boards across the creek. That was… The boards dammed up the creek eno… bathtub there, and the creek flowe…
I don’t know what it is, but I distrust myself when I start to like a girl a lot.
I sit here, an arch-villain of rom… thinking about you. Gee, I’m sorr… I made you unhappy, but there was… I could do about it because I hav… Perhaps everything would have been…
ZAP! unlaid / 20 days
With the rain falling surgically against the roof, I ate a dish of ice cream that looked like Kafka’s hat.
For Marcia
The sweet juices of your mouth are like castles bathed in honey. I’ve never had it done so gently b… You have put a circle of castles around my penis and you swirl them