Justin Stone's creekbed

songs, prayers, poetry, stories, art, photographs, moving pictures, fondnesses, tall-tales and meditations

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Location: missouri, el paso

The Anterior Insula and Hwy W

Monday, January 30, 2017


Ah, Old Hickory. Old Indian Killer. His horse shit in the White House. 

Sunday, January 29, 2017

Someone told me he still wasn't sure about this new one from President Human Garbage and the Murder Whistles of the Right Wing. I guess there's no accounting for taste or racism.

Friday, January 27, 2017

Hugs, bro. Take a chillax. Everything's going to be fine [for monied white people], right?

Wednesday, January 25, 2017

One final crunch of these numbers:

47% - Did not vote
27% - Voted for somebody named Clinton
25% - Voted for somebody named Trump

The mandate is clear: Crumble into the ocean. Soon. Seriously. The waves cannot soon enough swallow the sound of us.

Friday, January 20, 2017

Pretty worried about my NEA grant application for the "Your God is an Asshole" project

Thursday, January 19, 2017

Too late. We will not
recover from the long ruination
of public education. They have
prosecuted this quiet,
merciless war since the civil
rights movement

Tuesday, January 17, 2017

Sun salutations and the first
day of class, renewing
a sense of purpose in the universe

Wednesday, January 04, 2017

Happy Raketen-Stadt! Winning!