#AmericanWriters
The Galilee Hitch-Hiker Part 1 Baudelaire was driving a Model A across Galilee.
I lift the toliet seat as if it were the nest of a bird and I see cat tracks all around the edge of the bowl.
Do you think of me as often as I think of you?
I walked across the park to the fe… It was in the center of a glass sq… by red flowers and fountains. The… was in the shape of a sea horse an… We got hot and died.
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…
she tries to get things out of men that she can’t get because she’s not 15% prettier
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.
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.
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
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…
It’s so nice to wake up in the morning all alone and not have to tell somebody you love 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…
A piece of green pepper fell off the wooden salad bowl: so what?
It’s night