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Man oh man does my hand hurt, but I wanted to try and finish the rocks (for the most part) tonight so here’s another update on Finding Sam.
I was also thinking about Fake AH stuff, so I started wondering what Jack/Sean would be like in a GTA AU. I figure something of a device person, like someone who makes cool gadgets and tools to pull of heists. Kind of a more hands on version of a hacker I guess. I think I got that image from the explosives, but who knows. Plus, I also like messing around with how to draw the hair. Either way, I felt like the update needed a doodle to go with it so:
Lately I’ve forgotten my old language. I’ve been letting the sky speak through me instead. I’ve been walking the glass walls of my prison. Learning to love my jailer. Letting her love me in return. I've been doing a thing where I build lots of small furniture with my two smaller hands. I’ve found myself in strange places. I caught one Pokémon and named him Bruce. Been buried alive under a mountain of blue moss. Navy and royal blues. Been hard to breath at times. Been scraping it clean from the walls and light fixtures. Piling it up and lighting it on fire. Been trying to warm my hands on it. Cradle that heat. Keep it all on the inside. Been sweating through layers of false skin. Last night I threw all my devices into it, like maybe that would change things. Like maybe it would make the flame big
- Bob Schofield is the author and illustrator of The Inevitable June, Man Bites Cloud, and the chapbook Moon Facts. He lives in Rotterdam. He likes what words and pictures do. He wants to be a ghostly presence in your life.
Crosswalk. I look both ways. I take a chance & run. I leave work, I leave my apartment, I leave my body when he enters. I leave the kitchen door open. Did I tell you about the drought? Trees catching fire, fields cashing in on all that smoke. That's a lie. But there is a drought. This summer. The rain is close, birds hear it coming. Everything is either missing or not mine to begin with. I'll take it all back. I couldn't save him. I'm never The Red Cross. I'm always poison control. My neighbor just offered me steak from the grill. - Katherine Osborne is a writer in Massachusetts and editor of Little River
What I'm trying to say is I feel okay, I'm doing alright - my heart aches a little, my gut turns with all those words unsaid, my brain counters with all the words I let slip and the stupid shit I've done. But, that's how everyone feels all the time isn't it? The push and pull of everything or nothing; does your heart stutter on and off like this? I guess I feel like everyone else. I feel okay, but not really
- Christine No is such a pain in the ass. She tweets @iamchristineno

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It's my day off Michael said to read a book not go on the internet like I always do
the ppl who are like “let's not talk about work” and I'm the opposite
2 truths and a lie resume ed
it's not true summer unless im on a train bleeding through my only pair of shorts
instead of a woman, an expert girl
ur so pretty u could have any job u want
- Jordan Sarti lives in Chicago and tweets @asceticbabe
i'm sitting out back. with the dog that lives with my parents. he's sunbathing; i'm in the shade. i went to jury duty a few days ago. it was wild—i wrote notes / a flash piece. haven't written poems because i get so cold in the winter that it takes all summer for me to thaw. finding ways i can love
- dalton kamish makes poems and image macros. you can find them on twitter @fax_only