#AmericanWriters
A piece of green pepper fell off the wooden salad bowl: so what?
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 ...
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
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
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.
This poem was found written on a p… Brautigan in a laundromat in San…
I go to bed in Los Angeles thinki… about you.
A RETURN TO THE COVER OF THIS BOOK Dear Trout Fishing in America: I met your friend Fritz in Washin… to tell you that his case went to…
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
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…
Ah, you’re just a copy of all the candy bars I’ve ever eaten.
SANDBOX MINUS JOHN DILLINGER EQUALS WHAT? Often I return to the cover of Tr… took the baby and went down there… watering the cover with big revolv…
I feel horrible. She doesn’t love me and I wander around like a sewing machine that’s just finished sewing a turd to a garbage can lid.
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…
A girl in a green mini– skirt, not very pretty, walks down the street.