love. fight. fly.
March 13, 2009 § 4 Comments
i was born in a mine field
cause my mother loved the smell of gunpowder when she was pregnant with me
so i grew up playing with black bones and pink birds
learning to love to fight to fly
as 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
so i returned to the mine field
and saw my mothers carcass being devoured by wolves
i shot them down
and buried them side by side
the air smelled of sunshine and gunpowder…
i drew this lil zine one night a year ago.