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I can be awful all on my own
I can be awful all on my own
1 The first time I got arrested I got popped stealing $18 worth of Robotussin gel capsules at a grocery store with $400 cash in my pocket. I pai
A Night at the Circus
A Night at the Circus
The night Elvis died on the toilet he was like a circus without wild animals. A neighbor’s child was able to crawl out, I don’t know how. One man painted h
FIRST RESPONDER
If You Could Live In Any Time
If You Could Live In Any Time
What’d it be? I’d retreat to the moment before you asked me this waste of a question you insipient lout, I’d escape
Worlds Otherwise Hidden
Worlds Otherwise Hidden
I saw something big out of the corner of my eye. At first I thought it was a dead cow. Then it turned around and looked at me, and I said, “Tiffany, it’s a
Hopes & Prayers Is Something You Say to Allow Yourself to Forget
Hopes & Prayers Is Something You Say to Allow Yourself to Forget
& I don’t even offer that.
Empathy weighs less than glory, holy things worth more bloodstained.
This a privile
Production
Production
Jagged-edged, it scraped the sides as it emerged.
Such disappointment: something so sharp
should have had crystal slivers, flashing lights
and metal levers, not be
Occam’s Razor Suggests If Something Falls from the Sky It’s More Likely Something’s Excrement Than Divine
Occam’s Razor Suggests If Something Falls from the Sky It’s More Likely Something’s Excrement Than Divine
I once knew the exact street price
of every pill in the area.
I once
Russian Bot: Poems from a State-Sponsored Predictive Text Emulator
Last year, Twitter’s staff revealed that they had discovered thousands of accounts affiliated with the Internet Research Agency, an organization sensationalized in the press as
“Exhale Light” (Praise the Sun)
The man behind the foggy door—
big nose, bigger glasses—
is called “DR. ORNSTEIN.”
A boss
elevated above trash
with reused
models
in overused
corridors
meant to dull sense