You sssshh me because it’s the world’s best kept secret and that’s all you are telling. Even if i am the one the cashier on the graveyard shift at mcdonalds calls welcome back mister. And he’s loving your bangs, even post-mortem, and your stumps for fingers tornado the ranch and dollops of-effacing i am a pig and i am ready. The safe cracks. But somehow he forgets his lines and no you would not like today’s special with the sauce on the side, please.

Photograph: Robert Chappell & Stefan Czapsky


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