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…

THE COVER FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA The cover for Trout Fishing in A… late in the afternoon, a photograp… statue in San Francisco’s Washing…

The Galilee Hitch-Hiker Part 1 Baudelaire was driving a Model A across Galilee.

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…

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.

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.

Yup. A long lazy September look in the mirror say it’s true. I’m 31

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

A piece of green pepper fell off the wooden salad bowl: so what?

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

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…

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

When you take your pill it’s like a mine disaster. I think of all the people lost inside of you.

Hinged to forgetfulness like a door, she slowly closed out of sight, and she was the woman I loved,

The petals of the vagina unfold like Christofer Columbus taking off his shoes. Is there anything more beautiful than the bow of a ship