Death Can Dig It

deadexecMixed media, paint, collage, and some digital touches.

The heat has been restored, making our bedroom somewhat warmer than it was. It took an inspector to make that happen though. And so the “tale of two cities” continues, and I’m just wondering when we hit the chapter where wire cut our “affordable housing fencing pens”, kick down the poor doors like Bastille Gates and sent our de facto gentrifying aristocracy to the guillotine. “NY Ambassador” (what a joke) Taylor Swift, stepping up to meet her fate can say “Tis a far better thing I do than anything I have ever done in my music career.”

Class segregating fences. This is now a thing here.

Yeah, I’d make that little roped off area extremist art central if I lived there. I’ve gotten to the point where I court haters, at least among white supremacists thirteen years my senior with the writing skills of the mean girl from your 7th grade class. But silly rabbit, veiled threats admonishing me to be silent just encourage me to spout more opinions and put more stuff out there. Because at the end of the day, the only Haters I actually have any respect for are these:


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