The image that you see here is from a photocopy of a version that they had in the letterpress studio at ASU. I will make a new edition.
And this, a slightly modified version of what Woody Guthrie had written on his guitar, to be hung on the wall behind the press(es):
THESE MACHINES KILL FASCISM
And the last, a recently rediscovered piece of a poem by Jack Spicer, from his book Admonitions, from the poem “For Jack”:
Tell everyone to have guts
Do it yourself
Have guts until the guts
Come through the margins
Clear and pure
Like love is
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