When your mind’s fractured from anger and that teacher salary that barely covers rent… Sometimes that anger stops making sense. When you realized it caused something bad, you might only blame yourself

57 flavors of nonsense per serving! It's not supposed to make sense. (I am the walrus!) If it DOES make sense then either you're reading it incorrectly or I drew it wrong! Both are possible... I have a

Part One: A comic with secret, hidden non-meaning! [Digital drawing made with phone and fingers. 2020.] Part Two: A word flow orgy faux-poetry swap jamboree? Limited hick-up tucked and rolled, the sermon