#Americans #Suicide
SANDBOX MINUS JOHN DILLINGER EQUALS WHAT? Often I return to the cover of Tr… took the baby and went down there… watering the cover with big revolv…
With his hat on he’s about five inches taller than a taxicab.
Spinning like a ghost on the bottom of a top, I’m haunted by all the space that I
Oh, Marcia, I want your long blonde beauty to be taught in high school, so kids will learn that God lives like music in the skin
A RETURN TO THE COVER OF THIS BOOK Dear Trout Fishing in America: I met your friend Fritz in Washin… to tell you that his case went to…
Driving through hot brushy country the late autumn, I saw a hawk crucified on a
When you take your pill it’s like a mine disaster. I think of all the people lost inside of you.
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…
For Marcia
I like to think (and the sooner the better!) of a cybernetic meadow where mammals and computers live together in mutually
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.
It’s a star that looks like a poker game above the mountains of eastern Oregon. There are three men playing.
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…
Yup. A long lazy September look in the mirror say it’s true. I’m 31
