Trena Tackitt

A Pocket Archive (38)

I squinted at the mirror on the far side of the room, trying to watch as K.'s needles whirrled, plucking out a new design on my skin. My eyes ached, straining from trying to look too far to the side while I simultaneously tried not to move. Not that I could get far; the side of my head was stuck to the smooth blue leather of the tattoo chair the same way my thighs did to car seats in the summer. I wondered if the faint wrinkles from the stiches in the leather would leave an i

Beats

I closed my eyes, letting David Kushner's ' Skin and Bones ' swirl around my head for several seconds, enjoying the deep, rich crimsons and velvety plums of his voice before slowly slipping the headphones off again and handing them back to the shop attendant. They were good quality, and something I could easily afford if I wanted, but somehow I still couldn't justify spending over two hundred dollars on something silly like a pair of headphones, even if they were "a real

A Pocket Archive (37)

My phone pinged. A picture of the painting I'd started was waiting in my inbox along with a caption.

P'Nuts Freedom Farm

I don't know how many people have been following the events related to Peanut the internet-famous squirrel and Frank, but it's absolutely deplorable and an undeniable act of absolute cruelty, both to these poor little animals and the people that loved them. I think I speak for millions around the world when I say I hope justice is served and that these poor people get some closure. There was absolutely no reason for this to have happened and it's a gross abuse and overstep o