#AmericanWriters
It’s night
A piece of green pepper fell off the wooden salad bowl: so what?
This poem was found written on a p… Brautigan in a laundromat in San…
Just because people love your mind, doesn’t mean they have to have your body,
Driving through hot brushy country the late autumn, I saw a hawk crucified on a
I like to think (and the sooner the better!) of a cybernetic meadow where mammals and computers live together in mutually
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
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
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
Oh, Marcia, I want your long blonde beauty to be taught in high school, so kids will learn that God lives like music in the skin
Three crates of Private Eye Lett… the name and drawing of a detectiv… with magnifying glass on the sides of the crates of lettuce, form a great cross in man’s imagin…
When you take your pill it’s like a mine disaster. I think of all the people lost inside of you.
Hinged to forgetfulness like a door, she slowly closed out of sight, and she was the woman I loved,
I go to bed in Los Angeles thinki… about you.
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…