An SOS from the frontier
An SOS from the frontier.
This is a message from the borderlands
an endless void a windswept land
like all deserts stripped bare of features.
So I whisper the message if you could have heard
all that I’ve heard. If you could see all that I’ve seen
if you could have been there, far out there and if you
could have listened to peoples words, listened to those
broken hurting people and that place out there, in here,
in me, in you. The dark frontier, that secret place you know
I know, we know, we all know, but deny its existence.
(excerpt)
RAC
found art
There’s something about found art!
The Cruelty of Lies
The cruelty of lies.
Why do they say it?
I really wish they didn’t.
We must meet and do this again
is how the repeated saying goes.
And then I never see them.
Why do they want to meet me?
(Excerpt)
RAC
