“When people, especially those in marginalized communities, have conversations with one another online, the fact that it’s possible to view those conversations might make them “public” by some definition. But certainly we can’t concede that every utterance we make in the presence of others is automatically fodder for aggregation and monetization by media and tech companies, without our consent or even the opportunity for remuneration”—
Hello! I’ve waiting a while to post this but I’m super excited to announce that Soft Cat will be touring with Mutual Benefit on 10 dates down the east coast and mid-west! This is the first time we’ve toured as a full band (featuring violin, cello, electric guitar and classical guitar) and we…
Nostalgia doesn’t help it’s like the Boddshisatva that asks “what about me?” Imagine all those hands dropping down one by one. Just letting go. Visualize now, a golden 1000 armed statue and it’s soul is released as you might imagine an out of body experience to appear on screen. The super imposed image then solidifies into another statue, next to the first, helping more souls. Wake up.
“In her poem “Looking Back,” Sarah Brown Weitzman writes that she keeps “trying to understand / how I fell / so short of what I intended / to do with my life.” Is there a chance that 30 years from now you might say something similar, Scorpio? If so, take action to ensure that outcome doesn’t come to pass. Judging from the astrological omens, I conclude that the next ten months will be a favorable time to get yourself on track to fulfill your life’s most important goals. Take full advantage!”—Here we go!
Today is my moms birthday we are going to watch the World Cup together. I am going to treat her to some dinner I think. Unless she gets mad. She doesn’t like me being altruistic because I don’t have money. She’s the best, the strongest person I know, most resilient. She also has a great memory. Pretty sassy. It used to be just me and her but I’m glad its not. I got her some DOPE flowers this morning.
I tried writing something during a performance, which was rude. All I could get out of myself was “gain weight.” I threw the phrase around… in every circumstance, in every sentence or verse it sounded good to me.
I ought to note that said remark was toward my own body. So now I am cooking some food.
Two balls towards the two open doors one is the closet one is the hallway
The door opens
From my view
Perspective takes it’s symbolic form
Eye nose nipple knee foot door
How well I am split
Ice spills on my bed
Listening to this discussion I wonder
“How is this person supposed to explain these ideas in English?”
He says “Ephemerality is a thing.”
I like that you can rearrange whole lines in poetry. What the typewriter and it’s descendants have done for the way we arrange text. It’s great to see what T9, autocorrect, etc have done as I write this.
red hot fire ball falls bluntly onto my dull skull face evolving after being punched I am smiling through hollow teeth though I have been sulking all day loud bomb explodes outside the house and all my cats are hidden behind the couch please land a little closer, friends!