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...

With the rain falling surgically against the roof, I ate a dish of ice cream that looked like Kafka’s hat.

The sweet juices of your mouth are like castles bathed in honey. I’ve never had it done so gently b… You have put a circle of castles around my penis and you swirl them

La voyageuse qui traverse les Hal… Marchait sur la pointe des pieds Le désespoir roulait au ciel ses g… Et dans le sac à main il y avait… Que seule a respiré la marraine de…

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

ZAP! unlaid / 20 days

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.

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…

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

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—

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

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…

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…