#AmericanWriters
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…
It seemed like years before I picked a bouquet
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—
It’s night
ZAP! unlaid / 20 days
The petals of the vagina unfold like Christofer Columbus taking off his shoes. Is there anything more beautiful than the bow of a ship
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…
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
Forget love I want to die in your yellow hair
O beautiful was the werewolf in his evil forest. We took him to the carnival
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.
With the rain falling surgically against the roof, I ate a dish of ice cream that looked like Kafka’s hat.
We left Little Redfish for Lake Josephus, traveling along the good names ' from Stanley to Capehorn to Seafoam to the Rapid River, up Float Creek, past the Greyhound Mine and then to ...
Driving through hot brushy country the late autumn, I saw a hawk crucified on a