David

“OK. You don't know. How can you know anything? How can you know anything? You begin to go crazy.”
― Kathy Acker, Blood and Guts in High School

“Aren't you supposed to do some scene where you get fucked by a chicken?" Divine asked me.
"Fucked by a real chicken?" Mink asked me. "How?" asked Bonnie.
"In the script it says Crackers cuts off the head of a chicken and he fucks me with the stump," I said.
"Oh that sounds easy," Divine said.”
― Cookie Mueller, Walking Through Clear Water in a Pool Painted Black

“Especially his body-his name was Antonin Artaud- which was thin nasty sick mangled distorted ravaged by drugs and by desires which had been repressed by thinking.
The body, the kid said further, when not being robbed blind by family and religion, has an infinite capacity for self-transformation.
He had actually talked in a much more disgusting manner. Before he had died.
The punk boys were the ones who followed him. After his death.
All of them had fucked their mothers and were no longer colonized.”
― Kathy Acker, Pussy, King of the Pirates

“The problem is that, when they say 'real people', what they mean is people who aren't burdened with ironic senses of humor, college educations that help them put up an analytical barrier between themselves and the actual world, and the pressure of living with the reality that they all grew up middle class, chose a broke-ass bohemian life and now have to deal with the fact that they can't afford the comforts they grew up with. So they're colonizing those normal people's neighborhoods, colonizing their experiences. It's pretty gross.”
― Imogen Binnie, Nevada