garbage juice
Jesse Black
seangadoury
norm
Rob Nagy
darren
shitisbadnews
Mathew Reynolds
Tom Nagy
frenchypink
kaleidoscopeflux
Emma Smith
Travis C
senecaantony
Cosmetic Plague
New Atlas of the Universe: noisy-psychedelic-laundryroom jams from dusty trails tapes and shit. Click below to download. dustytrails.org
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Disassembled Typewriter at the End of the World
Posted on May 27, 2009 by norm
click it imo
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MRS. PARNABY’S MATH CLASS
Posted on May 24, 2009 by chasingkhyber
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The Old Man…
Posted on May 23, 2009 by Rob Nagy
Here’s another older piece. I might post something new at some point… P.S. Since chasingkhyber broke the rules and posted a video of everyone’s favorite feminist icon, I’m going to go ahead and post a new video from everyone’s favorite post-rock band. Both the song and the video are excellent and wonderful (and delicious).
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THE FIRST POEM NOT ABOUT HER
Posted on May 20, 2009 by chasingkhyber
all the punks come out in summer blinking, the shadows in there eyes – dissipate they walk on burning concrete dragging their heels breathing sweet air; finally they take the long way home out of spite for winter because they’re rebellious like that. its beautiful when they come alive
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night/light.
Posted on May 20, 2009 by Jesse Black
The transition is going smoothly, thank-you.
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Patriotism Revamped.
Posted on May 19, 2009 by seangadoury
Remember: Quantity over Quality, Always
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I HOPE SHE TREATS YOU WELL
Posted on May 17, 2009 by chasingkhyber
Lukah was brave she dazzled, even me, enough to believe in the innocent intentions and those girls, the night she wore that red sweater i watched her spin through blue in mid-transformation and spit sweet smoke on the concrete as she designed blueprints for how to be human, here she’d been chasing Khyber all along [...]
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fine
Posted on May 17, 2009 by darren
An acceptable night for the grinders of teeth, asleep with women’s scarves around them— their open windows ushering the middling breeze, which is a little damp and stirs the decent perfume about their necks; the cars’ sly leaving tune just before the knowing dawn; whatever they argue about in rowhouses. Whatever comes in the brilliant [...]
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BROKEN WRIST BROKEN BEER BOTTLE
Posted on May 15, 2009 by chasingkhyber
is it so wrong? i think she’s beautiful when she cries liquid seeping through her eyes, from glass to eyelash starfish and it scares me; to feel nothing; when i know i’m about to run; but i’m so uncontrollably distracted by her face in the unforgiving bathroom light.
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HUNDREDS OF MILES YA YOU CRY LIKE A BABY
Posted on May 14, 2009 by chasingkhyber
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HOW IN THE HELL’D WE GET HERE
Posted on May 14, 2009 by chasingkhyber
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happy/hatchday/mum.
Posted on May 13, 2009 by Jesse Black
today is my mum’s birthday. i love my mum. click on the art for a close-up of the art!
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JACQUELINE
Posted on May 13, 2009 by chasingkhyber
^ CLICK ME FOR ART
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BEAUTIFUL BEAUTIFUL BEAUTIFUL BEAUTIFUL BOYYYY
Posted on May 13, 2009 by chasingkhyber
“Life is just what happens to you, While your busy making other plans, Beautiful, Beautiful, beautiful, Beautiful Boy, Darling, Darling, Darling Sean. “
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how we got malaria
Posted on May 11, 2009 by norm
sitting down in the crater out behind my seventh-grade school she says listen to it like music [there is a siren somewhere] the wind is blowing, rattling trees there is a baseball game (its late and dark, the lights are on) jingling dog; buses hum past mosquitos fly about, an unstoppable menace we lay as [...]
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