It has been an exhausted and exhausting week. Yesterday I socialized with a friend who made chicken soup from scratch and we talked about music and folklore. That was nice. Today I did very little of practical value and it did not result in anything except the desperate feeling that if I did not have commitments tomorrow that obliged me to leave the house, I wouldn't.
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selkie: Casimir Nonbinary Pulaski.
2. Austin Smith's "Cat Moving Kittens" made me cry, which is not usually a reaction I have to poetry, but here we are.
3. Joseph Coelho's "The Watchers" feels like a lost episode of Sapphire & Steel.
4. Whenrushthatspeaks reviewed Peter Strickland's The Duke of Burgundy (2014), they talked about its subversion of the trope of all-female societies as insectile, hive-like. Katie Bickham's "The Blades" does something of the same, very differently.
5. I like everything about Emma Porsbjerg's "Starbucks mermaid stole ur gf but she don't mind," which is not a poem.
I am having a difficult time dealing with things I can't even metaphorically subtweet about; the things I can say all feel repetitious and tiresome. I would like to sleep. I would like to be in much less physical pain. I am not looking for medical advice. I want the world to be different. I don't think I believe any longer that I can make it so, which does not exempt me from having to try, but it makes it hurt more.
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selkie: Casimir Nonbinary Pulaski.2. Austin Smith's "Cat Moving Kittens" made me cry, which is not usually a reaction I have to poetry, but here we are.
3. Joseph Coelho's "The Watchers" feels like a lost episode of Sapphire & Steel.
4. When
rushthatspeaks reviewed Peter Strickland's The Duke of Burgundy (2014), they talked about its subversion of the trope of all-female societies as insectile, hive-like. Katie Bickham's "The Blades" does something of the same, very differently.5. I like everything about Emma Porsbjerg's "Starbucks mermaid stole ur gf but she don't mind," which is not a poem.
I am having a difficult time dealing with things I can't even metaphorically subtweet about; the things I can say all feel repetitious and tiresome. I would like to sleep. I would like to be in much less physical pain. I am not looking for medical advice. I want the world to be different. I don't think I believe any longer that I can make it so, which does not exempt me from having to try, but it makes it hurt more.
