For when you have a Randy Marsh Burger with some tegridy stank sauce on it at the wurlitzer jukebox diner; where candles proliferate, effluent, fountainous. Say hi to the corn stalks, the geese sirens, the electrical howl.
Tag Archives: 2018
GREEN TEA GANGGANG / 10181118
If you’re in a henley at your desk, hourglass going, and fresh off of doing some dishes, 7:45pm, saturday night.
‘18 Venusian Regnant
October 1=apple upsidedown cake, tea, new brakes, a kernel and a knife in your pocket; woe and wings.
EMERALD DALZIEL / 12180119
For that chemistry undeniable, wrenching cup overfloweth type of unf; for the earned pennies, for the marathon starts and announcements of intent, and for the gold balloon animals who mind our precious totems
kate carsella 