#Americans #Suicide
Thinking hard about you I got on the bus and paid 30 cents car fare and asked the driver for two trans… before discovering
For Marcia
It’s a star that looks like a poker game above the mountains of eastern Oregon. There are three men playing.
It seemed like years before I picked a bouquet
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...
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…
ZAP! unlaid / 20 days
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—
Just because people love your mind, doesn’t mean they have to have your body,
I go to bed in Los Angeles thinki… about you.
This poem was found written on a p… Brautigan in a laundromat in San…
Forget love I want to die in your yellow hair
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…
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
With the rain falling surgically against the roof, I ate a dish of ice cream that looked like Kafka’s hat.