A girl in a green mini– skirt, not very pretty, walks down the street.

With his hat on he’s about five inches taller than a taxicab.

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.

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…

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.

THE AUTOPSY OF TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA This is the autopsy of Trout Fish… Fishing in America had been Lord… Missolonghi, Greece, and afterwar…

The petals of the vagina unfold like Christofer Columbus taking off his shoes. Is there anything more beautiful than the bow of a ship

It’s night

This poem was found written on a p… Brautigan in a laundromat in San…

ANOTHER METHOD OF MAKING WALNUT CATSUP And this is a very small cookbook… as if Trout Fishing in America we… Trout Fishing in America had Mar…

I like to think (and the sooner the better!) of a cybernetic meadow where mammals and computers live together in mutually

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

Driving through hot brushy country the late autumn, I saw a hawk crucified on a

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—