I was excited at the idea of killing a man, because I thought I really deserved it.

I smoke on the drive to the corporate bookstore, where I slip Eve Babitz’s Sex and Rage into my fur coat.

I consider asking Richard if he’ll piss on my book but I’m still too shy.

She thought of writing as not just a plea to be seen but a plea to be loved.

She underlined the quote, “Anything can happen in life, especially nothing.”

Her favorite video was one of a girl getting fucked during a Zoom meeting.

If I read Pan before I started taking Lexapro I would’ve cried.

A recap of New York's biggest night.

It is only for an hour or two that I get to panic about pregnancy before the blood starts.

I’m hitting my vape while he’s being vulnerable.

Is John Doe a writer, or just a content machine?

Lippens, like most writers and artists in general, occupies this space slightly distanced from the commotion of the world.

Bitter Water Opera is one of the most beautiful books I’ve ever read.

Let’s get more filthy!

Jilly says the 21-year-old is weirdly similar to me, specifically because she’s in her early 20s and has a dead dad.

I wanted you to count on me—if not as a lover, then at least as an object for your using.

Molly, in its three hundred and twelve pages, transcends time and space, life and death.

I want to perform for you, pretend to be good enough for you.

He says he feels like all his problems would be solved if he stopped going to that bar.

“you’re bad at finishing beverages that aren’t alcoholic,” you told me