There’s nothing I hate more on Twitter than people with large followings who stay quiet about the important things. Whether due to fear or apathy or some misguided believe that their ‘posts don’t make a different,’ it’s all a sickening revelation of their character.

ATTENTION: GOOD NIGHT SLEEP TIGHT 🌝⭐️

‘You made me acknowledge the devil in me, I hope to God I’m talking metaphorically, hope that I’m talking allegorically’

Drums please, Fab.

Forever going to make fun of the tech bros who start dressing like rappers as soon as they get attention from VCs, or worse, an IPO. Gold chains weren’t made to hide insecurities, friends. Your Sequoia funding doesn’t make you Jay Z. Drop the act.

I chopped off most of my hair yesterday evening. 16 inches gone, the rest back to its original black. I look like some feral forest creature in the mirror, and it suits me just fine.

Writing prose poems is my favorite thing lately.

I have mixed feelings about Smashing Pumpkins announcing their new guitarist.

If you know too much, you’ll get old too soon.

Those who have literary magazine subscriptions, which ones? I used to have Paris Review but not TNY. Looking for more, especially those with emerging writers, besides Narrative.

Back at it.

“Babe are you ok you’ve hardly touched your common sense”

I have a tummy-ache and I hate the government. Also, how do I unfollow myself? #introductions #sixthtimeisacharm