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.

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…

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…

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...

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—

ZAP! unlaid / 20 days

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

THE PUDDING MASTER OF STANLEY BASIN Tree, snow and rock beginnings, th… lake promised us eternity, but the… thousands of silly minnows, swimmi…

The sweet juices of your mouth are like castles bathed in honey. I’ve never had it done so gently b… You have put a circle of castles around my penis and you swirl them

Ah, you’re just a copy of all the candy bars I’ve ever eaten.

I don’t care how God-damn smart these guys are: I’m bored. It’s been raining like hell all da… and there’s nothing to do.

Driving through hot brushy country the late autumn, I saw a hawk crucified on a

With the rain falling surgically against the roof, I ate a dish of ice cream that looked like Kafka’s hat.

For Marcia