Palo Alto
Sean Kilpatrick
You know shit’s over when they flunk a nihilist out of the suckass pedagogy for bringing too much optimism.
I snapped back into it at the bar. I’d been there the whole time, of course, but I hadn’t really acknowledged it, and I took in the room and the situation like crawling out of a ditch. Billy was
The Day Shirley Temple Died
I remembered I was a bad mother. I called up my son, a bellboy in a fancy Las Vegas hotel, I wanted to apologize, patch things up. Redemption is a thing I believe
The next three and a half or four minutes will be used to draw conclusions on the relevance and authenticity of Christmas based on self reflexivity by using photographs of Cheryl Ann during the days leading up to Christmas.
You know shit’s over when they flunk a nihilist out of the suckass pedagogy for bringing too much optimism.
Following his debut collection, Rabbit Punches (Low Fidelity Press, 2006), Neighbors of Nothing (Dzanc, 2013) marks Jason Ockert’s triumphant return to the press, offering ten distinctly original
Humans learn occlusion on their way out of infancy—the ability to grasp that the toy still exists when it’s under the blanket...
I
i dedicate this poem
to the first 15 years
of the twenty first century.
it's name is "citrus".
i call it that
because I can't remember
its real name,
or anything else
inhabited a square-foot ghetto in Austin, cute by standards of being raised south of 8 mile, upside Detroit’s unfair putty
That was the night Gabby and I drank the bottle of bourbon next to the makolet.
In America, we call them mini-marts, but in Israeli outskirts,
we call them makolets --
until we can’t form the
Jenny Offill is the author of Last Things, and most recently, Dept. of Speculation. In the words of Michael Cunningham, “Jenny Offill’s Dept. of Speculation resembles no book I’ve read before. If
I sat in my chair and stared at her.
I have developed the habit
of staring at the hands
of people standing next to me on the train
We took a bus down to Dallas, TX, probably forty or fifty of us, and spent the night praying for our families in a large hotel room.
It was obvious to me that you needed to talk, and I was there to listen and record.
Make a vision board
Watch Girl, Interrupted
Eat more protein
I
I wake up one morning and want to read Woolf. Being a woman writer. Is being a woman-who-is-a-writer something to consider, or. Yet it is not the gender really but the closeness to the skin,
I won’t front about Jarmusch. He’s cooler than my ability to describe shit. He’s our genuinely cool filmmaker, anachronistic above ideal, an atavist with perfect hair. He’s the reason people should
SCENE
An ill wind that blows nothing. Autumn eats its leaves. It’s hard enough to understand the sequence of things--the king becomes the queen, the queen becomes the joker,
A burrito, historically, was a food of convenience, much like the sandwich—a transport vehicle for the meal itself...
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as great as our best days will be
our worst days will be twice as worse
you can’t take from somebody their right to be wrong i try to love you as much as i hate myself
i don’t dance
It has bullet holes in it.
Or rather, it’s meant to look like it’s been peppered with buckshot. The front of my Guns N Roses Chinese Democracy World Tour 2002 ★ 2003 black t-shirt features a