drew this saint antic owl on the back of bb’s already-drawn-on napkin in a bar. “two drawings one napkin” is available for viewing above bar register. priced at 1500 OBO.
hurtling leftovers of imaginary experiences: i told a toothless woman about how my very corporate job told me to throw a man out of a store because his own toothlessness hinted to homelessness.
that is not what i would like to do, but it is what i have done.
pull yerself together, club fists. put some clothes on and get goin’.
all i remember is that the place was strange and i was alone.
starry starry, aight?
keep yer hands off my childhood home, forest fire.
i can’t stop sweat-a-tating.
come see the northern lights.
bike’s fixed. (thanks, bb). complete with a wheel that has all of its spokes and blood stains on the handlebars.
super-saturated versions of familiar people and places keep reminding me of that time a man took away a pink-frosted donut from me and told me that it was too many calories and i was gaining too much.
