By Samuel Agoitia
Month: April 2014
Hipster Hipster PartyPoetry
By Martin Olson
You are hip. You are SO hip. You are meta-hip. You were hip before it was cool. You were hip before the first Hipster Party.
You go to the Hipster Squared Party. You drink a cup of coffee. You smoke a cigarette. You see a dirty hipster. She sneers at you, and calls you a hipster. You throw your PBR in her face. It gets all over her mustache.
You take pictures on a shitty disposable camera. You get them developed. You put them on Facebook, in an album titled “Uber beaucoup de Hipster Party”. Your friends ‘like’ them. You feel validated. You are shallow. You are SO shallow. You are meta-shallow. You were shallow before it was cool.
Or not. Whatever.
Graduation State of MindVideos
By Terra Scott
Decadence dusts balderdash like blush.
Relentlessly, to secure resplendence.
I, am worthy,
swells stunning bunkum.
I, am lovely,
wishful sorrow’s winsome
with the audacity to
omit thin, my sleepy love.
have enchanted bliss with generous wanderlust.
Breathtaking, as gruesome breaks beautiful
Skedaddle gorgeous, we’ve arrived at mutual.