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It was the greatest mistake of my life. Granted, I was but nine years old at the time, but my naiveté was that of a six-year old: I hadn't copyrighted my dreams.
a.h.s. boy, from A History of Everything Thanks to Me
I haven't finished this yet because school calls, but halfway through and so far its a compelling look at punk, anarchism and life in a consumerist world.
"Can there be a logic and a practice of anti-consumption in a consumer society? does this logic interface with attempts to remain or become 'authentic'?"- Tony Lack
My eyes veer off the road and I hop the shoulder and the crash rolls back my skin, rolls back the old post and rail fence rolls back the silky song of marrow spun from a jag of bones. A hawk raises off the ground and I hear sleigh bells in June. This is when I forget her name and what she looked like and how she kissed my neck. Memory tears away from my head until the only thing I know is singing nöels in a garbled, tuneless voice. "We Three Kings" and "Silent Night," pine boughs over the mantle, bourbon in the pewter, the ribbons in her hair like small Christmas haikus. "How much do you love me?" she was saying. "'Til I'm blue, blue in the face" was I.
'Til I'm Blue in the Face
by Barrett Warner
