Don’t go out at night

In Milwaukee’s worst neighborhoods, it is dead silent for most of the day, so much so that it is eerie. I heard a baby crying once, but this was all.

The title of this piece is what my ex’s mom said to me when I stayed the night at his place. It was being refurbished and I remember being tempted to graffiti over the Catholic bullshit written on panels waiting to be hung as decor, but for some reason I didn’t. But I had no problem graffitiing HAIL SATAN on a concrete block on a trail in the middle of the woods at Scuppernong Trails in Wisconsin. However, it was the middle of the day. Check it out if you get a chance.

I hope people will understand that I meant it as an anti-Christian sentiment. I wrote the capital letters in pink then outlined them in black. Hopefully it will radicalize some young Christians who have just learned to read.