Coffee by Richard Brautigan 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
Autobiography (Polish It Like a Piece of Silver) by Richard Brautigan 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
The First Winter Snow by Richard Brautigan 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
Part 3 of Trout Fishing in America by Richard Brautigan 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
Discovery by Richard Brautigan The petals of the vagina unfold like Christofer Columbus taking off his shoes. Is there anything more beautiful than the bow of a ship
Poker Star by Richard Brautigan It’s a star that looks like a poker game above the mountains of eastern Oregon. There are three men playing.
Part 7 of Trout Fishing in America by Richard Brautigan THE PUDDING MASTER OF STANLEY BASIN Tree, snow and rock beginnings, th lake promised us eternity, but the thousands of silly minnows, swimmi
Part 5 of Trout Fishing in America by Richard Brautigan Worsewick Hot Springs was nothing boards across the creek. That was The boards dammed up the creek eno bathtub there, and the creek flowe invited like a postcard to the oce
The Fever Monument by Richard Brautigan 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.
