that one time I got hit by a car and then I made a drawing of all of the bruises on my butt
weird drippy summer into fall mix thing / I am really bored with all of the music I’ve ever listened to
anne joined me on my last drive to NJ, we made a detour to visit a deceased Butt and she hid in the corn while I got my work done.
maybe someday I will remember how to turn my holga off “bulb”, but probably not
flesh will be indistinguishable with smoke will be indistinguishable from fall
(fall, as in up a ladder*)
a really dumb zine I never actually made