Four Postcards to Henry Miller, Who Accused Me of Being Insane After Having Seen a Photo of Me Sitting Alone on a Bench During a Paris Winter
Poetry by Nathaniel Cairney.
Sunday Comics
Don’t think I fit in at this party
Everyone’s got so much to say
I always feel like I’m nobody, mmm
Who wants to fit in anyway?
‘Cause I don’t care when I’m with my Sunday Comix, yeah
All the bad things disappear
A Soft Carpel from Which it Sips
Poetry by Patrick Bruskiewich.
Sunday Comics
Destroy the spineless
Sundays it’s real
Wasting their last chance
To come away
Just read the Comix
’cause I’m drifting away
Away from you
Seattle City Council Votes Against Historic Rent Control Proposal
Mark Taylor-Canfield sings protest songs outside of City Hall as they have yet another meaningful vote about housing in Seattle.
Sunday Comics
Näher an Dich ran, streich ein Haar von Deiner Stirn
Du flüsterst meinen Namen.
Sunday Comics, kannst Du‘s glauben oder nicht,
jetzt haben wir die Wahl.
Comix oder Liebe – ha ha
Comix oder Liebe – ha ha
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