#AmericanWriters
With the rain falling surgically against the roof, I ate a dish of ice cream that looked like Kafka’s hat.
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.
THE AUTOPSY OF TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA This is the autopsy of Trout Fish… Fishing in America had been Lord… Missolonghi, Greece, and afterwar…
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…
With his hat on he’s about five inches taller than a taxicab.
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
Driving through hot brushy country the late autumn, I saw a hawk crucified on a
Ah, you’re just a copy of all the candy bars I’ve ever eaten.
O beautiful was the werewolf in his evil forest. We took him to the carnival
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…
There are doors that want to be free from their hinges to fly with perfect clouds. There are windows
Thinking hard about you I got on the bus and paid 30 cents car fare and asked the driver for two trans… before discovering
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…
I like to think (and the sooner the better!) of a cybernetic meadow where mammals and computers live together in mutually
Just because people love your mind, doesn’t mean they have to have your body,