#AmericanWriters
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…
Oh, Marcia, I want your long blonde beauty to be taught in high school, so kids will learn that God lives like music in the skin
La voyageuse qui traverse les Hal… Marchait sur la pointe des pieds Le désespoir roulait au ciel ses g… Et dans le sac à main il y avait… Que seule a respiré la marraine de…
It seemed like years before I picked a bouquet
Yup. A long lazy September look in the mirror say it’s true. I’m 31
SANDBOX MINUS JOHN DILLINGER EQUALS WHAT? Often I return to the cover of Tr… took the baby and went down there… watering the cover with big revolv…
The sweet juices of your mouth are like castles bathed in honey. I’ve never had it done so gently b… You have put a circle of castles around my penis and you swirl them
I go to bed in Los Angeles thinki… about you.
I like to think (and the sooner the better!) of a cybernetic meadow where mammals and computers live together in mutually
I lift the toliet seat as if it were the nest of a bird and I see cat tracks all around the edge of the bowl.
O beautiful was the werewolf in his evil forest. We took him to the carnival
It’s so nice to wake up in the morning all alone and not have to tell somebody you love them
There are doors that want to be free from their hinges to fly with perfect clouds. There are windows
The petals of the vagina unfold like Christofer Columbus taking off his shoes. Is there anything more beautiful than the bow of a ship
