Soundtrack

Winter gray today with all its luster, I burn the soles of my bare feet on the cold ground of the parking lot. There’s a child’s car seat in the open dumpster facing me and it is covered in dried vomit that almost looks like thick blood. The grass surrounding everything is soaked from the […]

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Prisoner

Her favorite stars and prison bars have all aligned and look just like a smile. She stands on paper ankles that can’t help but sway and today she knows the world can become a talking head that calls to all the galaxies and skies. Working for copper that they churn out for a loss to […]

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What Is Needed

Take up all space no one else is using it, and whose to say it’s not already yours? From up there you could see the whole city; the empty upper apartments to the crowded town of tents that stretched from one end of the street down several others. The cold would thin out all the […]

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Album

Scraping plagues out of the dirt with just the temperature we cower in the basement of our knowledge. With so many freak accidents around us it stands to reason that we must be one too. Extreme close ups of her eyes fill up her photo albums, and I turn the plastic pages always nervous there […]

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Highway Town

Ice cubes made of antifreeze float different from the rest, and are even slightly orange if you check them. The back streets are full of puddles that dig deeper into the road assuring more will follow and they will be deeper and far more irritating than before. She leans against the bathroom door staring at […]

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Revolution

Harpoons in the sides of skyscrapers like they were monsters to be killed. Skulls with no craniums just an empty place where people used to think. The water towers are crushing in on themselves from the pressure like giant soda cans stepped on in the street. A man with a dead eye sprints to the […]

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Sketch

She draws the consequences of giant robot punches on the paper from the printer in the stock room. Circuitry and metal like flesh and blood and vein falling from a face modeled after our own. On other days she etches out rock stars from different eras that didn’t exist. She wasn’t as pleased with these […]

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