Richard Brautigan

(January 30, 1935 – September 14, 1984 / Tacoma, Washington)

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  • Rookie Marcy Jarvis (11/3/2005 6:07:00 AM)

    Sometimes my coffee machine sounds like its having sex and I suppose, in its own way, it is.

    I'd send you a mug, Richard, if only you'd waited for me. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003



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