Concept and characters: Paul
Drawing: [email protected]
big plane crashed
head fell off my neck
Sky got big
dark came with the wreck
*krakr-jaks modified May 2021
The Cracker Jack box in 1977-78 was my prize when I was crying. I remember the Cracker Jack boxes well. It was very exciting because we would not normally be spoiled with a treasure box like that every day.
I remember my friend, and I remember the carpet. She was a natural leader and I was a natural follower. I was always safe when I was with her.
The original art maintains its meaning to me, and I also find meaning in having ways to express things that would be difficult with words.
In keeping with my recent discoveries in the pilgrimage, I realize I can communicate this one, for example, with more discretion, so I censored this.