#Americans #Suicide
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 Galilee Hitch-Hiker Part 1 Baudelaire was driving a Model A across Galilee.
Yup. A long lazy September look in the mirror say it’s true. I’m 31
With his hat on he’s about five inches taller than a taxicab.
This poem was found written on a p… Brautigan in a laundromat in San…
Hinged to forgetfulness like a door, she slowly closed out of sight, and she was the woman I loved,
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…
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…
It seemed like years before I picked a bouquet
I don’t know what it is, but I distrust myself when I start to like a girl a lot.
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.
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…
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…
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 Lake...
Just because people love your mind, doesn’t mean they have to have your body,
