The Imagi-Nation Sometimes I spell words wrong. Not awlays. Frick.

“Maybe someday when this bloody skull has dried,
I’ll know our city is in ruins
When our greatest source of pride
Is a monument of dicks and ribs and gender crowns we wore
Where underneath,
a plaque will read,
‘No woman is a whore.’”

Protest the Hero

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