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Überdesigned Happy JuiceShanna ComptonWho knew a can would be so tentative, so come-on maybe, all pink like showing its tits if cans had tits and tits were pink. Just drink it. Because designers are always flirtatious. They like to let you think they’ll make you look good. Good being a font they can select and deselect, with their wily style sheets turned back before hopping into bed. Oh fuckable promise, Futura Book, the designers say, don’t you want to be so smooth, so rounded, so uncomplicated yet distinctive? Highlight this, babe. Nudge me to your guidelines. I’ll come cascading, scrolling, printing out crop marks flawlessly for you. Shanna Compton Read Bio Author Discusses Poems |
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