#AmericanWriters
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…
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…
It’s night
I go to bed in Los Angeles thinki… about you.
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
I don’t know what it is, but I distrust myself when I start to like a girl a lot.
When you take your pill it’s like a mine disaster. I think of all the people lost inside of you.
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…
Just because people love your mind, doesn’t mean they have to have your body,
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.
she tries to get things out of men that she can’t get because she’s not 15% prettier
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…
This poem was found written on a p… Brautigan in a laundromat in San…
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…
Thinking hard about you I got on the bus and paid 30 cents car fare and asked the driver for two trans… before discovering
