#AmericanWriters
A girl in a green mini– skirt, not very pretty, walks down the street.
There are doors that want to be free from their hinges to fly with perfect clouds. There are windows
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…
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 don’t care how God-damn smart these guys are: I’m bored. It’s been raining like hell all da… and there’s nothing to do.
Ah, you’re just a copy of all the candy bars I’ve ever eaten.
I feel horrible. She doesn’t love me and I wander around like a sewing machine that’s just finished sewing a turd to a garbage can lid.
Do you think of me as often as I think of you?
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
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.
Thinking hard about you I got on the bus and paid 30 cents car fare and asked the driver for two trans… before discovering
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
Yup. A long lazy September look in the mirror say it’s true. I’m 31
A trout-colored wind blows through my eyes, through my finger… and I remember how the trout used to hide from the dinosaurs when they came to drink at the riv…
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.