Short Run 2016!

  • Posted on 27th July 2016,
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AConcernFor_3

Hey y’all, we just found out we’re gonna be at Short Run Comix and Arts Festival at the Seattle Center this fall. November 5 to be exact, slangin’ zines and prints. It’s our first zine fest. I’m pumped. Dreamy Ziney, The Alphabet Book, and more in the DIY/Self-Reliance Series (specifically about free food) comin your way.… Read More

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New Stockist! Portage Bay Goods

  • Posted on 3rd May 2016,
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New Stockist! Portage Bay Goods

We’re slanging lights in Fremont now – go to the Sunday market and then mosey over to Portage Bay Goods, the cutest little shop you ever did see. Lauren and Shalene are excellent humans, and worked with us to create some custom strands inspired by Fremont, the one of the coolest neighborhoods in the whole wide world.… Read More

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A Bright Tapestry in the Wicked Depths

  • Posted on 27th March 2016,
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A Bright Tapestry in the Wicked Depths

Down there, pressure is a bombastic creator. This deep black well is lit with the spray of biophotons. Your periphery is a dim void out of which anything can spring. Snakes of coal, who tempt with spheres of light. Unnatural bodies wrapped around bent spines.… Read More

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Are You Ripe?

  • Posted on 15th March 2016,
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Are You Ripe?

‘I will bury myself in my own imagination and let myself rot, eaten by all the thoughts I once ate. Until only an almost-nothing remains, an infra-thing that whispers between words and speaks to You!’
-L’aura di CristalloRead More

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Black Butter

  • Posted on 3rd March 2016,
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Black Butter

Morpheus hovers in the black bog sky. Everything has been crisped by otherworldly lightning. Starry buffalo churn the black-butter clouds. Morpheus’ sooty will works itself outward from spindly fingertips. The door vibrates. Disembodied faces bathe their words in tar. The saddle we put on our day comes off like a loose swimsuit in this bizarre Dalinian night.… Read More

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On/Off/1,0,0,1

  • Posted on 26th February 2016,
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On/Off/1,0,0,1

Our smiles are flashes of barbed wire. Our scrappy wills flex boneyard muscles. But still, we are not strong or charming enough to make it happen. Angry and impatient, we slap eviction notices on the domicile of Impurity. Out carbon goes, penniless.… Read More

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