Happy start of term to undergrads. Listen up, fuckers. I work in both a high school and university, and have done both concurrently for about ten years now*. Trust, I know when you have not done the reading. I was a giant nerd in my own undergraduate days, the kind of person people asked to... Continue Reading →
Piss Alley
A man took me home once who took a slash against a wall in Green Lanes; I was aghast. (Dear Reader: we still fucked.) And now when I am walking down some snicket where men piss I think of him. This short poem was written as part of the 'Alphabet Superset' programme: it is quick... Continue Reading →
Expand Your Sad Girl Autumn Horizons
The season of mist and mellow fruitfulness is upon us, and we must acknowledge that the mellowest of all fruits is the pumpkin. It it time, then, to grab a PSL and transition, as the leaves are, into new versions of ourselves with appropriate reading, listening, and pastimes. Here are some tips, fresh from the... Continue Reading →
from Nebraska
A poem in the voice of Rosalita. Read More. It's my hips you look at It's my hair you look at It's my friends, my trends, my dance You look at I see a dead-eyed stare, I see eyes turn green, I see sidelong glances from the mirror My face in your pocket on your... Continue Reading →
Janis Ian, Anna Karenina, and Sadness
It cannot be said that Tolstoy understood women, yet his famous introduction to Anna Karenina can just as well be applied to women as families: "Happy families are all alike; every unhappy family is unhappy in its own way." Are women not the head of the household? This is a complicated statement, but even in... Continue Reading →
Uncover Forgotten Gems in Classic Literature – For FREE!
A friendly guide to the depths of Project Gutenberg.
Tarot Meets Taylor Swift: Discover the Taylor Arcana
How I made the Taylor Swift tarot deck
Protected: Why aren’t people leaving America?
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Fan Letters: Lana del Rey
A history of my following of Lana del Rey.
When Visual Art Turns To Words
At a recent(ish)* visit to the Tate Modern, I was captivated by art with words. An image of Venice with paragraphs of text, a flashing light installation which ran ribbons of words to make pithy phrases - it's surprising in a gallery with such emphasis on form and impact to see words, associated with other... Continue Reading →
Late Romantic 