RAVEN MACK is a mystic poet-philosopher-artist of the Greater Appalachian unorthodox tradition. He does have an amazing PATREON, but also *normal* ARTIST WEBSITE too.

Thursday, April 9


Look, I'll be honest… I'm not really giving a fuck here the past couple days. I'd rather have a woman in shiny silver go go shorts try to choke me out from above with her thighs, in a roadside motel along a former US highway that's as abandoned and hopeless as my heart, in some town too forgotten to even have a Dollar General anymore. As soon as quarantine is done, I'm gonna do that shit. For the rest of my life (which hopefully means at least six months). Stretched to capacity fishnets with a couple rips and maybe a leg bruise or two will always catch a stray dirtgod. And lord have mercy if there's a fucked up $60 thigh tattoo involved… game over.

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