Viola
Viola by Matt Ronquillo A pioneer at forefront Once hanging from a hook in a void room Trying to fit abstract, revolving patterns into other
Viola by Matt Ronquillo A pioneer at forefront Once hanging from a hook in a void room Trying to fit abstract, revolving patterns into other
Jakarta, Noise and I by Matt Ronquillo The selves and the mania forming broke down chaos got dropped from the hands of new friends crossing
Ran by Matt Ronquillo Stagnancy deactivated like psycho-Texas-era-revival-mode. Like using the same preposition too much to describe everything. Fuck wasting time. The bone-encased anti-homing device
Freedom Slash Victory by Matt Ronquillo Was chiefing like a whatever and on a pretty high dose of Concerta plus Adderoll of which the high
Gwendolyn Fluxed by matt ronquillo My friends wanted to go out dancing but I was like, “Flux you,” because I was tired from traveling, but
nothing’s changed by matt ronquillo I used my gold plated hands to pour neon steel inside myself Now I’m the ghost of a girl choked
Featherhead by matt ronquillo I’ve spent my whole life building a vehicle to launch myself into space with, but I’ll probably flame out, crashing into
’78 Two-Seater Limousine by matt ronquillo Gasoline finger- tips tobacco plug and chiefing on the way to get more chaw. Knowing shadows, seeing chaos in
Cut and Coo by matt ronquillo I get two frozen pizzas and some Cokes and some big waters and the total according to the checker
Scattered by matt ronquillo Curling along a drawl tied to tongue alongside the flowing water’s current were sparks of a greater meaning as glimmers do