#AmericanWriters
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…
We left Little Redfish for Lake Josephus, traveling along the good names ' from Stanley to Capehorn to Seafoam to the Rapid River, up Float Creek, past the Greyhound Mine and then to ...
A piece of green pepper fell off the wooden salad bowl: so what?
It seemed like years before I picked a bouquet
I go to bed in Los Angeles thinki… about you.
O beautiful was the werewolf in his evil forest. We took him to the carnival
With the rain falling surgically against the roof, I ate a dish of ice cream that looked like Kafka’s hat.
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
When you take your pill it’s like a mine disaster. I think of all the people lost inside of you.
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
I like to think (and the sooner the better!) of a cybernetic meadow where mammals and computers live together in mutually
There are doors that want to be free from their hinges to fly with perfect clouds. There are windows
she tries to get things out of men that she can’t get because she’s not 15% prettier
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…
I don’t know what it is, but I distrust myself when I start to like a girl a lot.