NUNEZ: We spoke with ice in our mouths and murder in our eyes. And again, my fingers drip. And again, my throat swells. And again. And again. And again MIKE: Red, white, black. End transmission TUCK: "Skin canvas. Painted, pulled taught, tainted and stained."...Learn More

NUNEZ: Breathing through backwards lungs is one of many things and the glass in the water sings. "Murder dripped from the mirror, last breaths in lipstick red." MIKE: It slips through your fingers like sand because that's all she's worth TUCK: "Fuck face revolution, I want to wear your skin as a mask."...Learn More

NUNEZ: Tongues clicked and I licked black milk from luna's dairy eyes and picture these walls with our tongues tied MIKE: Never again from another dawn TUCK: "This won't stop, come out tonight (woo) hide your children."...Learn More