#AmericanWriters
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…
WITNESS FOR TROUT FISHI… IN AMERICA PEACE In San Francisco around Easter t… trout fishing in America peace par… of red stickers printed and they p…
O beautiful was the werewolf in his evil forest. We took him to the carnival
Just because people love your mind, doesn’t mean they have to have your body,
Ah, you’re just a copy of all the candy bars I’ve ever eaten.
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
I don’t know what it is, but I distrust myself when I start to like a girl a lot.
I live in the Twentieth Century and you lie here beside me. You were unhappy when you fell asleep. There was nothing I could do abou… it. I felt hopeless. Your face
Thinking hard about you I got on the bus and paid 30 cents car fare and asked the driver for two trans… before discovering
For Marcia
Forget love I want to die in your yellow hair
The Galilee Hitch-Hiker Part 1 Baudelaire was driving a Model A across Galilee.
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
Hinged to forgetfulness like a door, she slowly closed out of sight, and she was the woman I loved,
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…