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…

Three crates of Private Eye Lett… the name and drawing of a detectiv… with magnifying glass on the sides of the crates of lettuce, form a great cross in man’s imagin…

Forget love I want to die in your yellow hair

For Marcia

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

I don’t know what it is, but I distrust myself when I start to like a girl a lot.

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…

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

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...

SEA, SEA RIDER The man who owned the bookstore wa… three-legged crow on the dandelion… He was, of course, a Jew, a retir… who had been torpedoed in the Nort…

It’s a star that looks like a poker game above the mountains of eastern Oregon. There are three men playing.

I go to bed in Los Angeles thinki… about you.

THE AUTOPSY OF TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA This is the autopsy of Trout Fish… Fishing in America had been Lord… Missolonghi, Greece, and afterwar…

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