#AmericanWriters
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…
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
Sometimes life is merely a matter… affords. I once read something abo… it stimulates all the organs. I thought at first this was a stra… as time goes by I have found out t…
Just because people love your mind, doesn’t mean they have to have your body,
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…
I like to think (and the sooner the better!) of a cybernetic meadow where mammals and computers live together in mutually
Hinged to forgetfulness like a door, she slowly closed out of sight, and she was the woman I loved,
With the rain falling surgically against the roof, I ate a dish of ice cream that looked like Kafka’s hat.
Driving through hot brushy country the late autumn, I saw a hawk crucified on a
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…
SEA, SEA RIDER The man who owned the bookstore wa… three-legged crow on the dandelion… He was, of course, a Jew, a retir… who had been torpedoed in the Nort…
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…
There are doors that want to be free from their hinges to fly with perfect clouds. There are windows
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…
Yup. A long lazy September look in the mirror say it’s true. I’m 31