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‘Romantic love, the last illusion, keeps us alive until the revolutions come.’

-The Faggots and their Friends between Revolutions

And when the revolutions come, when they fail in every way their predecessors did, when they never come, when we are between revolutions, we have to ask what it means to be an anarchist when we no longer believe in the beautiful dream of revolution.  While laying under trees, while sitting on concrete, while surrounded by four walls even when we’re outside, we are less interested in the concrete answers of the state and civilization than the muddy and unanswerable questions and contradictions of anarchy.  Our intention is to publish anarchist writing that raises these questions and pokes at the answers we give to each other and ourselves.

Anarchist Distro based out of Denton, Texas.