#AmericanWriters
Yup. A long lazy September look in the mirror say it’s true. I’m 31
I like to think (and the sooner the better!) of a cybernetic meadow where mammals and computers live together in mutually
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.
With the rain falling surgically against the roof, I ate a dish of ice cream that looked like Kafka’s hat.
Do you think of me as often as I think of you?
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
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…
We stopped at perfect days and got out of the car. The wind glanced at her hair. It was as simple as that. I turned to say something—
It’s a star that looks like a poker game above the mountains of eastern Oregon. There are three men playing.
THE PUDDING MASTER OF STANLEY BASIN Tree, snow and rock beginnings, th… lake promised us eternity, but the… thousands of silly minnows, swimmi…
A piece of green pepper fell off the wooden salad bowl: so what?
When you take your pill it’s like a mine disaster. I think of all the people lost inside of you.
WITNESS FOR TROUT FISHI… IN AMERICA PEACE In San Francisco around Easter t… trout fishing in America peace par… of red stickers printed and they p…
she tries to get things out of men that she can’t get because she’s not 15% prettier
Forget love I want to die in your yellow hair