Never recovering from this page

every generation loves Rumours. it’s fucking Rumours

"why are people" "i hate people" beloved no one survives this alone

Did you know I wrote a novel about this? bookshop.org/p/books/the-...

first and foremost you have to love people. you have to try to love people, fucked up animals we are and all. indulging misanthropy and anti-social sentiment is a win for the anti-social misanthropes who want everyone who isn't them dead.

sometimes i see something that seems cool and useful and i want it then i see the price and i'm like you know what i'm good. anyway i don't know that i need health insurance anymore

it’s perfectly legal to mail someone a box of slime

being read—closely—is one of the most humbling joys, honors, in the world. thanks to Carol Rumens for this:

When people say “go big or go home” I always chose home. I like it at home. All my stuff is there and it’s comfy.

I’m doing research for a project and found out about the “don’t buy where you can’t work” movement during the depression, where Black people boycotted and picketed places that wouldn’t hire us. Shout out to everyone who’s not going back to Target!

Linda Gregg

let's ALL celebrate #smallpoemsunday today with Kate Hall's FIRST PUBLICATION! https://www.havehashad.com/rjn3l

to hell with substack. been trying to rediscover my rhythm since leaving the nazi garden. gotta start somewhere so here's a brief recap of the last few months—new york, chicago, a new house that came pre-loaded with endless lessons + a handful of perfect poems www.theanimaleats.com/a-lightship-...

top 10 facial expressions: you are my mom are we separate I can say no toilets are absurd there are others they must like me I’m learning to toil I must collect abstract symbols of power & love for some reason it’s all for naught my body is rebelling what is that light

i am fortified by my hatred for the police. my hatred for the police makes me feel loving and effervescent, a part of a world that doesn't need them. i love the earth and what it made. i will die hating the police.

“defund the police was a bad slogan”

bone beings don't experience time the same way blood bags do. i think the soul is the spark, but the skeleton quickly evolves into something new and unknowable to its juicier antecedent

“some people abuse SNAP” your soul is rotten

i donated a word to daylight & tenfold orioles i'll give you the password to my coinbase account if you can guess which one

Mud baths fulfil the ancient primal urge to be partially submerged in a bog. We must not repress this vital aspect of ourselves. Our hearts know that the bog is where we belong.

scanning o'hare international airport for small dogs i can look at, coming up short

I've built a socioeconomic system that depends on everyone to do useful work and act ethically except the people at the top, who get unimaginable rewards for being antisocial frauds and criminals. And I think it will stand the test of time

POEM, LAKE. CHICAGO! 10/27. bring your own candle and a poem to read.

COMING WEDNESDAY! FREE PDF!

What we need — and could absolutely have — is a society full of people who have enough

the ones where the woman gets to die reconciled with how she found a way to live also one hundred years of solitude

Come hang out for a couple hours with me and @storystudiochicago.bsky.social on Zoom Nov 12! We'll talk about the ways time works in narrative prose and it'll be stimulating and provocative and generative.

[to your baby while you're not looking] pain invented us so it could be felt

every day leaders of the new tech frontier are spending billions of dollars to digitally reconstruct the mind of george zimmerman

For this coming Halloween season please remember that if you find any drugs in your children's candy to bring them to me immediately for proper disposal. Also, same thing if you find any money in there

when i get my turn as insane despot i will use the full force of anything law to limit screen time to 35 minutes for everyone over 65

i will love chicago forever it doesn't need me to and i'll do it anyway

imagine squirting a quarter cup of hidden valley all over your trough slop with one of these bad boys

I have a tiny poem in the new print issue of @chicagoqreview.bsky.social

Some guy on the White House lawn in a backhoe or a bulldozer tearing down the east wing could just let Jesus take the wheel. There’s nothing stopping you brother just keep on going, plow through that old piece of shit.

what you tolerate now is the best that you'll get from them down the line so treat the causes you care about, and yourself, with enough respect to demand better representation

good morning folks. how is everybody doing today. normal I hope

POEM, LAKE. CHICAGO! 10/27. bring your own candle and a poem to read.

still true

flying to chicago tomorrow, papa bear asked me to spit on a cop. i'll try my best pops, like i always do

this starts Thursday and we're up to eight students. a good healthy group size, you'll agree, but also there's room for one or two more. thank you for sharing!

good writing workshops are always good reading workshops. husband's got a banger on deck. starts next week, a few spots left!

I visited the sites of three places in Chicago where ICE abducted people. Here’s what I found.

fortunate to live in a household where the Joe Wright Pride and Prejudice screens on average four times per annum

the key to avoid this is to lack ambition. Just do things and keep it moving.

did my small perfect very old dog die four years ago today YES am i weeping about it the way i wept then FOR SURE will i ever stop I HOPE NOT

the deal is, i can get a motorcycle if wife is allowed to smoke ciggies.