#AmericanWriters
Sometimes life is merely a matter… affords. I once read something abo… it stimulates all the organs. I thought at first this was a stra… as time goes by I have found out t…
she tries to get things out of men that she can’t get because she’s not 15% prettier
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.
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
A girl in a green mini– skirt, not very pretty, walks down the street.
If I were to live my life in catfish forms in scaffolds of skin and whiskers at the bottom of a pond and you were to come by
ZAP! unlaid / 20 days
Hinged to forgetfulness like a door, she slowly closed out of sight, and she was the woman I loved,
It’s night
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
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.
The Galilee Hitch-Hiker Part 1 Baudelaire was driving a Model A across Galilee.
I like to think (and the sooner the better!) of a cybernetic meadow where mammals and computers live together in mutually
SEA, SEA RIDER The man who owned the bookstore wa… three-legged crow on the dandelion… He was, of course, a Jew, a retir… who had been torpedoed in the Nort…
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…