Forget love I want to die in your yellow hair

There are doors that want to be free from their hinges to fly with perfect clouds. There are windows

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

Ah, you’re just a copy of all the candy bars I’ve ever eaten.

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...

It’s night

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 go to bed in Los Angeles thinki… about you.

Thinking hard about you I got on the bus and paid 30 cents car fare and asked the driver for two trans… before discovering

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

O beautiful was the werewolf in his evil forest. We took him to the carnival

I sit here, an arch-villain of rom… thinking about you. Gee, I’m sorr… I made you unhappy, but there was… I could do about it because I hav… Perhaps everything would have been…

SEA, SEA RIDER The man who owned the bookstore wa… three-legged crow on the dandelion… He was, of course, a Jew, a retir… who had been torpedoed in the Nort…