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There is a white bird on a shirt, and it has been arrested. Above its head, in block letters, the words GOT TOO SILLY. The bird is goose-like, round-eyed, and dressed in an orange prison uniform. It holds a black mugshot board. The board is blank. That blankness is the whole joke, and also the […]
On a dark shirt, a large 1000 sits above POUND CLUB, with a light weightlifting graphic beneath or beside the words. That is the whole design as the garment preview shows it. No fine print, no year, no signature line, no asterisk. Just a number and a claim of belonging, printed in the plainest possible […]
The shirt says meh. Lowercase, bold, white on a dark ground, and—this is the part I keep returning to—it ends with a period. Not an exclamation point. Not a winking ellipsis. A full stop. The word itself is a shrug, but the punctuation is a closed door. I have spent a lot of time around […]
There is a period at the end of the word. That is the first thing I notice. Not the word itself—meh—but the full stop after it, sitting there like a closed door. The letters are lowercase, centered, and very small on a dark shirt. No illustration, no flourish, no animal mascot. Just three letters and […]
There is a yellow triangle on a shirt, and inside the triangle is a hand with a diagonal line through it. Above the triangle, in the blocky, flat-topped lettering of a hazard placard, are the words NOT FRIENDLY. Below it, DO NOT TOUCH. The whole thing is arranged like something you’d find on a bottle […]
It is a Tuesday in late September, and I am on my couch doing maintenance on my inner circle. The maintenance consists of opening Instagram, tapping the menu, tapping Close Friends, and scrolling a list of names with the focus of a woman defusing something. I remove a person I have not spoken to since […]
Four root vegetables are smiling. A carrot, a radish, a beet, an onion, each with its roots visible in soil, arranged in a loose ring. Around them, in letters that wrap the whole group, the shirt reads: LET’S ROOT FOR EACH OTHER AND WATCH EACH OTHER GROW. The pun is doing two jobs at once—root […]