#AmericanWriters
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…
Hinged to forgetfulness like a door, she slowly closed out of sight, and she was the woman I loved,
Three crates of Private Eye Lett… the name and drawing of a detectiv… with magnifying glass on the sides of the crates of lettuce, form a great cross in man’s imagin…
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,
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…
There are doors that want to be free from their hinges to fly with perfect clouds. There are windows
I feel horrible. She doesn’t love me and I wander around like a sewing machine that’s just finished sewing a turd to a garbage can lid.
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—
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
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.
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.
Ah, you’re just a copy of all the candy bars I’ve ever eaten.
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 go to bed in Los Angeles thinki… about you.