A single, store-bought meat cleaver signed in blood—exactly whose was not clear—by the prison artist who called himself Da Beast was purchased by the Tate Modern.
Showing posts with label Pet Sentences. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Pet Sentences. Show all posts
Saturday, April 2, 2011
Friday, April 1, 2011
Pet Sentence #1
I kept my hands at my side, ready to reach for my nail clippers if he tried to pull any funny stuff.
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