#AmericanWriters
It’s so nice to wake up in the morning all alone and not have to tell somebody you love them
For Marcia
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 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…
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
This poem was found written on a p… Brautigan in a laundromat in San…
Driving through hot brushy country the late autumn, I saw a hawk crucified on a
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…
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—
THE AUTOPSY OF TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA This is the autopsy of Trout Fish… Fishing in America had been Lord… Missolonghi, Greece, and afterwar…
THE PUDDING MASTER OF STANLEY BASIN Tree, snow and rock beginnings, th… lake promised us eternity, but the… thousands of silly minnows, swimmi…
Do you think of me as often as I think of you?
Yup. A long lazy September look in the mirror say it’s true. I’m 31
O beautiful was the werewolf in his evil forest. We took him to the carnival