“Mostly, yeah. I think I do.”
“That you don’t identify with your peers? Trying so hard, getting so far?”
“That’s right.”
“And-“
“Don’t-”
“In the end…”
“Mostly, yeah. I think I do.”
“That you don’t identify with your peers? Trying so hard, getting so far?”
“That’s right.”
“And-“
“Don’t-”
“In the end…”
‘The orchids my mother gave me when we first met
are still alive, twelve days later.‘ What a line! I’m compiling an anthology, you know, yes, floral poetry, …” (2025)
‘The orchids my mother gave me when we first met
are still alive, twelve days later.‘ What a line! I’m compiling an anthology, you know, yes, floral poetry, …” (2025)
dolefullions.bandcamp.com/track/james-...
dolefullions.bandcamp.com/track/james-...
one night, admiring my cheese drawer, i lost track of a knife that i later found in my pocket.
another night, i woke up from a cheese bender prostrated upon a knife with my face in curd-laden plastic wrap.
one night, admiring my cheese drawer, i lost track of a knife that i later found in my pocket.
another night, i woke up from a cheese bender prostrated upon a knife with my face in curd-laden plastic wrap.
alex karp: god’s gone woke
cnbc anchor: what?
alex karp: *ripping a line and pulling out a glock* god’s gone woke
alex karp: god’s gone woke
cnbc anchor: what?
alex karp: *ripping a line and pulling out a glock* god’s gone woke
sandwich
briefcase
sandwich
briefcase
”but what’s the smallest mass of semi-firm cheese he could throw at my head that would kill me or at least render me unconscious?”
”but what’s the smallest mass of semi-firm cheese he could throw at my head that would kill me or at least render me unconscious?”