I Would Describe My Bachelor’s Boyhood as Cheetahmurphic
I was asked
by the egg tractor eyelash what justification I had in using the term
“cheetahmurphic.” Of course, I've been
confronted in this way before. My
handmade chapbooks and limited runs of illustrated pseudo-religious tracts have
reached many more persons in the city than you would think. Naturally, some of these people are too
conservative to accept such work. My
usual response is to produce yet more of the same. In this instance, however, I merely gathered
a handful of oversized buttons and sewed them on Shawn Levy’s Porsche.
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