Richard Brautigan

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

The First Winter Snow - Poem by Richard Brautigan

Oh, pretty girl, you have trapped
yourself in the wrong body.Twenty
extra pounds hang like a lumpy
tapestry on your perfect mammal nature.

Three months ago you were like a
deer staring at the first winter snow.

Now Aphrodite thumbs her nose at you
and tells stories behind your back.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 20, 2003



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