#AmericanWriters
With his hat on he’s about five inches taller than a taxicab.
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 seemed like years before I picked a bouquet
I don’t know what it is, but I distrust myself when I start to like a girl a lot.
Spinning like a ghost on the bottom of a top, I’m haunted by all the space that I
The petals of the vagina unfold like Christofer Columbus taking off his shoes. Is there anything more beautiful than the bow of a ship
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—
With the rain falling surgically against the roof, I ate a dish of ice cream that looked like Kafka’s hat.
O beautiful was the werewolf in his evil forest. We took him to the carnival
THE PUDDING MASTER OF STANLEY BASIN Tree, snow and rock beginnings, th… lake promised us eternity, but the… thousands of silly minnows, swimmi…
There are no postage stamps that s… back to England three centuries ag… no postage stamps that make letter… travel back until the grave hasn’t… and John Donne stands looking out…
I live in the Twentieth Century and you lie here beside me. You were unhappy when you fell asleep. There was nothing I could do abou… it. I felt hopeless. Your face
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 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