#AmericanWriters
I go to bed in Los Angeles thinki… about you.
This poem was found written on a p… Brautigan in a laundromat in San…
Ah, you’re just a copy of all the candy bars I’ve ever eaten.
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…
I like to think (and the sooner the better!) of a cybernetic meadow where mammals and computers live together in mutually
For Marcia
THE HUNCHBACK TROUT The creek was made narrow by littl… too close together. The creek was… booths in a row with high Victoria… taken off and all the backs of the…
It’s so nice to wake up in the morning all alone and not have to tell somebody you love them
THE AUTOPSY OF TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA This is the autopsy of Trout Fish… Fishing in America had been Lord… Missolonghi, Greece, and afterwar…
It’s a star that looks like a poker game above the mountains of eastern Oregon. There are three men playing.
ANOTHER METHOD OF MAKING WALNUT CATSUP And this is a very small cookbook… as if Trout Fishing in America we… Trout Fishing in America had Mar…
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…
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 don’t know what it is, but I distrust myself when I start to like a girl a lot.
I sit here, an arch-villain of rom… thinking about you. Gee, I’m sorr… I made you unhappy, but there was… I could do about it because I hav… Perhaps everything would have been…