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Another season creep zine

free for you to download, print, fold and share

or pick-up at the Sticky Institute

Above the Chill Breeze the Breathless Moon a Season Creep Zine No.2

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nearly spring -
necklines drop

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a camera captures her
horizontal and suspended
above a trampoline

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fingertips and lips
her breath
plays the flute

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a black satin belt
around the waist
of her black dress

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vertical night

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a leg between his
hand on her thigh
the 9:46 departs

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- @sticky -

Pics from the Sticky Institute's fundraiser Love Don't Pay The Rent, 21811

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she walks towards the sun
her loose white top
reveals her figure

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fall to sleep
in the arms
of music

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after the frieght train
the hush
of 5am

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low sun
the street in shade
and still the rain

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steady rain
with each deep breath
the cold air
- #haiku

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Ban dead animal exports Facebook group

http://www.facebook.com/groups/273934619288621/

Sick of omnivores carrying on about live animals exports as if they suddenly cared about the murder of animals for human consumption? Feel that something is missing in the Ban Live Exports campaign? Then this is the group for you.


While I'm empathetic with the Ban Live Exports sentiment (because I also want live export to be stopped), I do not agree with it's intended outcome. An increase in the wholesale murder of animals in Australia for export as meat is unacceptable.


Ban all export of livestock, dead or alive, before or after becoming meat!


Tofu eaters of the world unite!


Thrill your friends and buy the mug.

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he asks
little red riding hood
if she's muslin

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early august
she smells
like a beach in summer

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in butter knitted show-through top
she asks
if he has a hard drive

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over breakfast
we find the microwave
has gone the way of all whitegoods

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streetlights
bead
the horizon

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her

a season creep zine

#1

now available at Sticky Institute

and online for you to fold

for free

her: a season creep zine #1

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hot august night -
all day
we wait for rain

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an empty room -
the desire
for sugar

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in a big chair
eyes on his lids
silent in the library

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she lays prone
on her back
a rabbit

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midwinter twilight -
rain clouds
and a cooling breeze