Wednesday 3 June 2015

Princess Mononoke

Sufjan Stevens - John My Beloved (repost)

Jihadist Poetry

Their bullets shattered our brains like an
     earthquake,
         even strong bones cracked then broke.
They drilled our throats and scattered
     our limbs—
         it was like an anatomy lesson!
They hosed the streets as blood still
     ran
          like streams crashing down from the
               clouds