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YES! All other plans cancelled. Tiny mall pursuit is a go
This is why you should always avoid becoming a model professional
We are obsessed with this tiny model of our beloved liminal space mall. If you can find it for us, we will write you so many terrible little poems.
We have recently become obsessed with creating a dollhouse of the mall and this photo made me gasp. I must find this tiny model. Is there a private detective that specializes in tiny mall investigations?
To be fair, we’re not really active anywhere. Just the liminal space mall
We hope to keep the gruff-dude-with-stamps energy alive
The front of a brochure that has a picture of a kitten reading a book and the title: Poems to Read to Dictators. The subtitle is “Do you get tongue-tied when you’re face-to-face with power-mad fascists? Poetry can help!”
A close up of the inside of the brochure, red tulips along the bottom of the image, and above them this text: I’m finished. I trust no one, not even myself. - Joseph Stalin about a year before he was found on the floor of his bedroom, unconscious and soaked in his own urine. Above that text there is part of a list of poems that include “Not One More Refugee Death,” “Haiku and Tanka for Harriet Tubman,” and “The End of the Beginning”
A closeup of the inside of the brochure. There are several small colorful, childlike graphics scattered on the page. The heading is “Poems to Read to a Dictator From Your Jail Cell” and a few of the poems titles seen are “Tonight, In Oakland,” “We Are Not Responsible,” and “Resistance.”
New brochure! This might be the best one we’ve ever done, and we’ve had some real bangers. Swing by the Woodstock Square Mall and grab your very own copy of “Poems to Read to Dictators”
A cartoon spaceship takes off. The text invites people to a poetry-themed inaugural escape pod event on 1/20 from 10am - 3pm. It mentions a literal void to scream into, a make-your-own button station, knitting lessons, poetry books, writing prompts, and snacks
First, let's just get through Monday without losing our minds. Locals, join us tomorrow from 10-3 for a variety of creative analog distractions. (And if you need us to wrap you in a blanket and read you poems by Chen Chen until the horrors pass, we will absolutely do that.)