#AmericanWriters
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
Do you think of me as often as I think of you?
A girl in a green mini– skirt, not very pretty, walks down the street.
It’s so nice to wake up in the morning all alone and not have to tell somebody you love them
It seemed like years before I picked a bouquet
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
THE HUNCHBACK TROUT The creek was made narrow by littl… too close together. The creek was… booths in a row with high Victoria… taken off and all the backs of the…
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…
This poem was found written on a p… Brautigan in a laundromat in San…
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…
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
Driving through hot brushy country the late autumn, I saw a hawk crucified on a
she tries to get things out of men that she can’t get because she’s not 15% prettier
It’s a star that looks like a poker game above the mountains of eastern Oregon. There are three men playing.
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.
