#AmericanWriters
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…
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…
Spinning like a ghost on the bottom of a top, I’m haunted by all the space that I
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.
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…
The Galilee Hitch-Hiker Part 1 Baudelaire was driving a Model A across Galilee.
WORSEWICK Worsewick Hot Springs was nothing… boards across the creek. That was… The boards dammed up the creek eno… bathtub there, and the creek flowe…
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…
THE COVER FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA The cover for Trout Fishing in A… late in the afternoon, a photograp… statue in San Francisco’s Washing…
If you will die for me, I will die for you and our graves will be like two lo… their clothes together in a laundromat
she tries to get things out of men that she can’t get because she’s not 15% prettier
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 don’t know what it is, but I distrust myself when I start to like a girl a lot.
Do you think of me as often as I think of you?