Category: Writing
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Fiction: THE END OF ALL FLESH
{photography: steven miller} “flesh eating bitch,” he mumbled to himself. “what the fuck? what the fuck did you say you ravenous piece-a-shit?” she yelled back at him, striking his woolly head as she did so. “nothing, honey, i’m just talking to the baby…” his head was in her lap, lips kissing at her navel through…
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dirty bomb! the video!
my friend filastine has finally made a music video. it’s pretty damn fabulous and feels just like our conversations on life and culture. check it and then go grab his new record, ‘dirty bomb,’ at www.postworldindustries.com for the record, i suggested multiple times that he call the new effort ‘dirty dirty bomb bomb,’ but that…
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the degenerate art ensemble's 'sonic tales'
hello, it’s been quite a while since i last posted. lately i’ve been working on the degenerate art ensemble‘s ‘sonic tales.’ this could be a tentative title or it could be the final. who knows… last year, joshua and haruko, the main instigators/driving force of the dae, asked me if i’d like to collaborate on…
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while you were out…
hi. i’d like to present to you a short letter i found from my past that i believe neatly sums up my feelings about most everything that has ever happened on the earth. perhaps even before that, too. and thus after. perhaps so far after that heat death is forgotten. don’t know about heat death?…
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Best (to) Face Forward
I’m trying to hold a formidable countenance in the face of a blow from a completely unexpected corner. earlier today my studio was broken into. the thieves were bold; they absconded in broad daylight with my last half year of work. on a crowded street and no one saw them. i was at work at…