#AmericanWriters
I am standing in the cemetery at… What did Judy say? ‘God-forsaken… A very old man who has cancer on h… care of the cemetery, is raking a… manner as to almost (polish it lik…
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…
This poem was found written on a p… Brautigan in a laundromat in San…
Everybody wants to go to bed with everybody else, they’re lined up for blocks, so I’ll go to bed with you. They won’t miss us.
THE PUDDING MASTER OF STANLEY BASIN Tree, snow and rock beginnings, th… lake promised us eternity, but the… thousands of silly minnows, swimmi…
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.
Oh, pretty girl, you have trapped yourself in the wrong body.Twenty extra pounds hang like a lumpy tapestry on your perfect mammal na… Three months ago you were like a
ZAP! unlaid / 20 days
A piece of green pepper fell off the wooden salad bowl: so what?
It’s so nice to wake up in the morning all alone and not have to tell somebody you love them
The Galilee Hitch-Hiker Part 1 Baudelaire was driving a Model A across Galilee.
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…
There are doors that want to be free from their hinges to fly with perfect clouds. There are windows
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 a star that looks like a poker game above the mountains of eastern Oregon. There are three men playing.