After The Before

I think too much “self-care” is dangerous. Not because its harmful in the immediate sense of the word, but its possible that ritual brings repression in a person. Not everything you’re looking for is in the earth, or in a book someone else wrote teaching you how to read signs, or dissect some cool philosophy.

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The Outer Wolf

They’ve warned me about the clinging witch vibrating in colors. You eat that shit like acid, you’re gone for good momma, you-me, I-you. So burst, watch the cattle dazzle themselves at the food troughs of their abhorrent America.

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End Scene

I started to read the audition sheet they wanted me to memorize in a short time. Pick one of  five brands, each with a paragraph describing a new product. One of them was McDonald’s, It was for some new chicken bullshit. Everyone in the room was white, and it felt like we were all eating at a bad cafeteria whose owner loved 1950s color red, bubblegum, and very high gloss.

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