#AmericanWriters
Yup. A long lazy September look in the mirror say it’s true. I’m 31
We left Little Redfish for Lake Josephus, traveling along the good names ' from Stanley to Capehorn to Seafoam to the Rapid River, up Float Creek, past the Greyhound Mine and then to ...
At 1:30 in the morning a fart smells like a marriage between an avocado and a fish head. I have to get out of bed to write this down without
ZAP! unlaid / 20 days
Thinking hard about you I got on the bus and paid 30 cents car fare and asked the driver for two trans… before discovering
I like to think (and the sooner the better!) of a cybernetic meadow where mammals and computers live together in mutually
A girl in a green mini– skirt, not very pretty, walks down the street.
If I were to live my life in catfish forms in scaffolds of skin and whiskers at the bottom of a pond and you were to come by
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…
I don’t care how God-damn smart these guys are: I’m bored. It’s been raining like hell all da… and there’s nothing to do.
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…
It’s so nice to wake up in the morning all alone and not have to tell somebody you love them
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…
O beautiful was the werewolf in his evil forest. We took him to the carnival
Forget love I want to die in your yellow hair