These photos are the choice cuts of some photos I found in a dumpster in Iowa City last year. These pictures show a magic time in Bruce and Jennifer’s lives (names taken from the back of the photos), two young deadheads in love following the Grateful Dead around before settling down to raise a family. I found these photographs tucked in with a bunch of papers detailing life insurance, but lets not paint a morbid picture here.
Of interest is the last photo from a Grateful Dead concert. Date and location unknown.
42 bags of baby carrots, 12 pineapples after giving some away, 7 bananas, 8 bags of yellow squash, 4 bags of mixed peppers, 1 bag of green peppers, 3 bags of apples, 1 bag of onions, 4 bags of bread, 3 avocados, 17 cucumbers, 2 bags of broccoli, 1 bag of mixed greens.
I just want a low rent romance. We can speak about carbon footprints and forget to brush our hair most days. I’ll charge our phones at Best Buy when you distract the employees with technical jargon. Maybe one day we’ll stop traveling and settle down into a paint peeling apartment. What we do have, we’ll throw away. Our studio can really be a large closet. Besides I just need your body, and a small twin bed. You’ll understand it isn’t the size of the bed that keeps me close to you at night. Even during the summer nights when everything is sticky. Thieves will see nothing worth taking, so we’ll never use keys or locks. You can insist on giving me a leg up when I get into dumpsters even though it’s not necessary. You can even show off your strength pulling yourself up and over the side, again and again. I promise I’ll give you half of the best of my treasure every single time and you get to name most of the stray cats.
It’s regulated locally. However some unjust laws need to be broken a la King.
It is often illegal, but always necessary. What should be illegal is that we throw away 40% of the food we produce while simultaneously 60 million go to bed hungry [12 million of them being children].
My higher allegiance [to the Slaughtered lamb] and to live under the ethos of the risen and reigning Christ as opposed to the ethos of empire requires me to not stand idly by while this injustice persists.
Rat cages! Perfectly perfect rat cages. Or, I suppose, many-a-rodent could call these home, but I’m going to assume it was rats living in these for there was also a bag of rat food along with them. They look a little weird because I just washed them, so they were dripping a bit, but they were pretty much clean when we found them, anyway. But really, now, I’m sure someone would love to have these. I’m sure the one behind cost a pretty penny. Will donate, for I have a feisty kitty who would not love a rodent companion as much as I would…
2 big bags of kale, 2 large stalks of celery, a bag of spinach, a bag of sweet peppers, flowers, 1 bag red apples, 1 bag green apples, 11 bags of yellow squash, 1 bag of zucchini, 1 cucumber, 3 bags of grape tomatoes, white bread, dark bread, garlic bread, 2 4 pound bags of sugar, 2 powdered pastries, a box of shortbread cookies, 21 boxes of mushrooms [and I left cardboard boxes of mushrooms].
May we not stand idly by when millions go to bed hungry at night and we throw away so much wholesome fruits and veggies. Kyrie eleison.
“Come down and join the feast, from the greatest to the very least.”