#AmericanWriters
O beautiful was the werewolf in his evil forest. We took him to the carnival
Yup. A long lazy September look in the mirror say it’s true. I’m 31
It’s so nice to wake up in the morning all alone and not have to tell somebody you love them
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.
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...
Forget love I want to die in your yellow hair
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…
There are no postage stamps that s… back to England three centuries ag… no postage stamps that make letter… travel back until the grave hasn’t… and John Donne stands looking out…
Just because people love your mind, doesn’t mean they have to have your body,
I live in the Twentieth Century and you lie here beside me. You were unhappy when you fell asleep. There was nothing I could do abou… it. I felt hopeless. Your face
It seemed like years before I picked a bouquet
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…
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
Oh, pretty girl, you have trapped yourself in the wrong body.Twenty extra pounds hang like a lumpy tapestry on your perfect mammal na… Three months ago you were like a
Thinking hard about you I got on the bus and paid 30 cents car fare and asked the driver for two trans… before discovering
