love. fight. fly.

March 13, 2009 § 4 Comments

page-1i was born in a mine field

cause my mother loved the smell of gunpowder when she was pregnant with me

page-2so i grew up playing with black bones and pink birds

learning to love to fight to fly

page-3as the years passed i too came with child

i took a home pregnancy test but it came out black instead of pink

i went to the doctors office but the waiting room smelt funny

and i had to vomit

page-4so i returned to the mine field

and saw my mothers carcass being devoured by wolves

page-5i shot them down

and buried them side by side

page-62the air smelled of sunshine and gunpowder…

and love

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i drew this lil zine one night a year ago.

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