silverback gorilla in 1 garage.
2 garage: a chained girl.
3 garage: some man drinking exhaust.
4 garage: empty.
girl with gun at the edge of her lawn & selling lemonade.
girl in old chair.
girl & within her is an ancient horror
the mirror & blender beverages.
hymnals of electric kitchen
& the porch or street,
waist deep & hoolahooping.
water to beer to fishing
with dad or uncle or
restless armless boys in orange sunsets –
convenience store fed.
girl heaves in the corner –
some man throws at her money,
or paper wads of tongue.
it is lipstick written:
dinosaurs will fuck shit up.
or ghosts of slumber parties.
stolen girls, sisters
braiding eachother’s hair at night & contemplating life
Coop Lee is a writer and artist from Idaho. He enjoys drinking beer beside the river, pizza parties with friends, and occult rituals. Some would call him a mystical honky. Others wouldn’t.
At the edge of a great snowfield Louie Otesanek grew different shapes and shades. His palms are wide and dark and mingled with the highest sky. See more of his work here.