#Americans #Suicide
The Galilee Hitch-Hiker Part 1 Baudelaire was driving a Model A across Galilee.
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
Spinning like a ghost on the bottom of a top, I’m haunted by all the space that I
The petals of the vagina unfold like Christofer Columbus taking off his shoes. Is there anything more beautiful than the bow of a ship
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…
For Marcia
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
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.
Ah, you’re just a copy of all the candy bars I’ve ever eaten.
ANOTHER METHOD OF MAKING WALNUT CATSUP And this is a very small cookbook… as if Trout Fishing in America we… Trout Fishing in America had Mar…
It’s so nice to wake up in the morning all alone and not have to tell somebody you love them
I don’t know what it is, but I distrust myself when I start to like a girl a lot.
It’s night
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.
