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It’s night
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…
ZAP! unlaid / 20 days
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
The Galilee Hitch-Hiker Part 1 Baudelaire was driving a Model A across Galilee.
It’s so nice to wake up in the morning all alone and not have to tell somebody you love them
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…
SEA, SEA RIDER The man who owned the bookstore wa… three-legged crow on the dandelion… He was, of course, a Jew, a retir… who had been torpedoed in the Nort…
Hinged to forgetfulness like a door, she slowly closed out of sight, and she was the woman I loved,
Just because people love your mind, doesn’t mean they have to have your body,
A RETURN TO THE COVER OF THIS BOOK Dear Trout Fishing in America: I met your friend Fritz in Washin… to tell you that his case went to…
I like to think (and the sooner the better!) of a cybernetic meadow where mammals and computers live together in mutually
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—
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…
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…