Rc Miller

Mask With Sausage Rc Miller

Schism[2] press delivers RC Miller's second collection, Mask With Sausage.



Continuing in the absurdly nihilistic vein of Pussy Guerilla Face Banana Fuck Nut, Miller manages to dress his melancholy progeny in the most outlandish costumes he can find, because it's only through this adornment that we get to witness their wounds glow, their tears ignite, and their genitals squeak. The flawless torn-at imagery of these poems has been dredged straight from medieval videos of melted cats giving birth to electricity pylons. Welcome to a meal where the faceless hide behind masks without mouths and starve while getting fatter. Welcome back! Welcome back home!