#AmericanWriters
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
I don’t know what it is, but I distrust myself when I start to like a girl a lot.
she tries to get things out of men that she can’t get because she’s not 15% prettier
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…
ZAP! unlaid / 20 days
With the rain falling surgically against the roof, I ate a dish of ice cream that looked like Kafka’s hat.
ANOTHER METHOD OF MAKING WALNUT CATSUP And this is a very small cookbook… as if Trout Fishing in America we… Trout Fishing in America had Mar…
I walked across the park to the fe… It was in the center of a glass sq… by red flowers and fountains. The… was in the shape of a sea horse an… We got hot and died.
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
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…
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…
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—
It’s a star that looks like a poker game above the mountains of eastern Oregon. There are three men playing.
The Galilee Hitch-Hiker Part 1 Baudelaire was driving a Model A across Galilee.
Hinged to forgetfulness like a door, she slowly closed out of sight, and she was the woman I loved,