Today on my walk I saw a shattered mirror abandoned in a backstreet and took it as a sign that HaShem knows I've lost my sense of self entirely. Look at you, says the Almighty, all splintered on the ground. Yes, I reply. I am going to put this on Instagram ✨💅🏼

I have hidden my awards away, not because I am moving but because they are like icons of mockery. The expensive jewellery your new boyfriend gives you to keep you on the hook but then you find it's rusted and turned your finger green and then what? It's too late now, it's too scary to leave

First person to guess how many marbles are in this jeroboam full of marbles wins a hard-shell pink valise full of industry awards and probably an old roll-on deodorant or lipgloss or something idk what's still in there

Update: no change

i don't know how much of my continued rage and sadness is worth reporting to the psychaitrist. yes, i'm feeling all the symptoms i normally feel when i am entering a mixed episode. but like. *gestures broadly to entire world* yknow?

been reading/watching Hamlet a lot recently. new self diagnosis: "putting on an antic disposition". that's Hamlet self undiagnosing, he's absolutely fine fr

Reading 'Ghosts of my Life' by Mark Fisher despite well meaning friends telling me now might not be the time to do that

Graham Linehan made a willing place in his heart for evil, and once you open that door wide all the horrors come in.

the middle class isn't disappearing they're just getting pissed off that they're experiencing 2% of the working class struggle

I really want to watch Waiting For The Out because people are saying it's amazing but I'm worried because of ✨memories✨

Singer-songwriter Bill Callahan: ‘I’m not a craftsman – I’m more of a drunk professor who likes coincidence and mistakes’

The person who was shot in the face here is a local organizer who has been very active in the Movement for Black lives.

One of those nights where I just know the meds are gonna hit, got my fav pyjamas on, heated blanket on full whack, I didn't come here to fuck around son I came here to sleep undisturbed for 12 straight hours

A hard taco rain's gonna fall

☺️💥🔫

No! Sleep! Til payday!

Waiting for that first post-christmas wage and checking my account every three seconds and living in an adrenalised state until it arrives, any other freelancers out there wishing someone would just put them out of their misery already

Maybe they, like a lot of us, don't really prioritise dating whilst the world is burning

I HAVE BEEN SAYING THIS FOR YEARS

"X, the child porn app formerly known as Twitter" should be the one and only correct denomination of this hellhole.

Is the fact no person can freehand draw the perfect circle due to human limitations evidence of G-d? Stay tuned for more deep theological insights from me, a radio presenter with a copy of the Torah and who has at least googled some tractates of the Talmud when it applied to their own life

"I've got that lingering Christmas-new-year-nether-zone sadness", to paraphrase Lana del Rey

2025: moping, why are they back on my mind, I wonder what they're even up to 2026: when did their personality get so gross and when did they lose the attractiveness that made their behaviour excusable previously 🎉

Going into 2026 finally realising that somebody I was once absolutely crazy about has become completely ridiculous ♥️✨

Fellow Mad people: do you go a bit Mad during the holidays? How do you deal with it? The embarrassment and maybe even the shame, or the responsibility?

The inner yearning of my heart, I guess

NHS leader calls for revival of mask-wearing amid ‘tidal wave’ of flu

And I totally understand but middle class excessive coffee consumption is ok btw

Might get this now that I've finally got round to finishing Breaking Bad

My batshit ass thought this was Cygnet Psychiatric Hospital in Harrogate

Protect the dolls

Can't tell if I'm actually aromantic or if I'm just that meme of Pingu saying, "Well now I am not doing it"

I had a big cry on the train to London recently, like being 36 and reading poetry and listening to The Decemberists and crying on a train on the way to an industry awards ceremony, I've become a certain kind of rom-com trope for sure

I haven't posted on BlueSky for a while because I'm new here and self conscious that I therefore don't have very many followers. Cool news though I won like three more industry awards, including the Rose D'Or, which was very lovely indeed. I wore a turban and hugged Louis Theroux.

What a great Pick of the Week from @scouttzofiya.bsky.social with cod-slam poetry, the word 'cistension', the sound of agoraphobia, Walt Whitman, Johnny Cash, an introduction to musique concrète and a closing snippet of strangeness from LINTD: www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/m...

Our @scouttzofiya.bsky.social spent their Sunday digging up audio gems on BBC Radio 4 💎 👂Wrap your ears around their favourites on Pick of the Week: www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/m... #BBCRadio4 #PickOfTheWeek #PrisonRadio

You can read a poem from The Mad Art of Doing Time, the book I released earlier this year, in this fabulous anthology. I am amongst such good company here, excited to be a part of this! Go buy it! (Also buy my other books from Broken Sleep whilst you're there)

Proud to have my poetry included in the Broken Sleep Books Anthology 2025, which gathers together standout, risk-taking writing from the award-winning independent press. Support vibrant, compelling contemporary literature and discover your new favourite writers now!

I for one am glad that men are dressing more slutty

This week, we hand the mic and the radio schedule to @scouttzofiya.bsky.social - a really lovely mix of poetry, music, and powerful interviews. www.bbc.co.uk/sounds/play/...

I have weird vibes today, like being hungover on the 27tj December, despite being neither. So I've got some quality street to bring it home

Now that Facebook knows I like clip on ponytails the targeted ads all seem to be behaving like I'm about to go bald at any moment, you know how like Tik tok can tell if you're autistic before you know? Is it like that? We demand to know what Facebook knows about idiopathic alopecia

the pistachio lindor are very rich, difficult to eat because of how rich they are, but are they *good*?

Someone I know with BPD is currently splitting on me and whilst I know it's her illness and it comes from a place of self loathing, it's still not fucking nice to be told that the sight of me makes her sick to her stomach. That one really landed, that hurt.

one day we'll understand that the oppression of poor people is just as significant as any other oppression and things might change, until then it seems perfectly fine and we should all go on telling poor people how to live probably

I am going to pull a tarot card, one moment

Some kind of thing about how my biggest achievement was called The Ballad of Scout and the Alcohol Tag, and the Elliott Smith song that best describes me is The Ballad of Big Nothing, is that anything

The labubus are in protective armour in order to save themselves from one another, the love is strong but it was never meant to be, now they are cursed to be forever together and simultaneously forever apart, I'm fine I'm absolutely fi

Evidence that my eyelash girl is an artist

Oh g-d, my cheap little trinkets and tchotchkes from AliExpress are arriving tomorrow, this could change the game, this could cure me