#Americans #Suicide
Do you think of me as often as I think of you?
This poem was found written on a p… Brautigan in a laundromat in San…
It’s night
Forget love I want to die in your yellow hair
The petals of the vagina unfold like Christofer Columbus taking off his shoes. Is there anything more beautiful than the bow of a ship
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…
Just because people love your mind, doesn’t mean they have to have your body,
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…
WORSEWICK Worsewick Hot Springs was nothing… boards across the creek. That was… The boards dammed up the creek eno… bathtub there, and the creek flowe…
ZAP! unlaid / 20 days
Thinking hard about you I got on the bus and paid 30 cents car fare and asked the driver for two trans… before discovering
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 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—
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.
It’s a star that looks like a poker game above the mountains of eastern Oregon. There are three men playing.
