#AmericanWriters
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.
There are doors that want to be free from their hinges to fly with perfect clouds. There are windows
THE COVER FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA The cover for Trout Fishing in A… late in the afternoon, a photograp… statue in San Francisco’s Washing…
Thinking hard about you I got on the bus and paid 30 cents car fare and asked the driver for two trans… before discovering
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…
Driving through hot brushy country the late autumn, I saw a hawk crucified on a
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
A trout-colored wind blows through my eyes, through my finger… and I remember how the trout used to hide from the dinosaurs when they came to drink at the riv…
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…
Forget love I want to die in your yellow hair
I like to think (and the sooner the better!) of a cybernetic meadow where mammals and computers live together in mutually
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…
A piece of green pepper fell off the wooden salad bowl: so what?
I don’t know what it is, but I distrust myself when I start to like a girl a lot.