#AmericanWriters
Driving through hot brushy country the late autumn, I saw a hawk crucified on a
It’s night
Three crates of Private Eye Lett… the name and drawing of a detectiv… with magnifying glass on the sides of the crates of lettuce, form a great cross in man’s imagin…
I lift the toliet seat as if it were the nest of a bird and I see cat tracks all around the edge of the bowl.
I don’t know what it is, but I distrust myself when I start to like a girl a lot.
O beautiful was the werewolf in his evil forest. We took him to the carnival
I am standing in the cemetery at… What did Judy say? ‘God-forsaken… A very old man who has cancer on h… care of the cemetery, is raking a… manner as to almost (polish it lik…
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…
If I were to live my life in catfish forms in scaffolds of skin and whiskers at the bottom of a pond and you were to come by
Spinning like a ghost on the bottom of a top, I’m haunted by all the space that I
Just because people love your mind, doesn’t mean they have to have your body,
The petals of the vagina unfold like Christofer Columbus taking off his shoes. Is there anything more beautiful than the bow of a ship
Yup. A long lazy September look in the mirror say it’s true. I’m 31
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…
THE AUTOPSY OF TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA This is the autopsy of Trout Fish… Fishing in America had been Lord… Missolonghi, Greece, and afterwar…