Happy first day of the season of New York smelling briny saline oceanic maritime to all who celebrate!!!

Hampshire College to close permanently after fall 2026 semester Emma McCorkindale

While Hampshire’s case is in some ways unique, it is amazing to think that in a single lifetime - about 70 years - the US founded the greatest public and liberal arts college system in the world and then destroyed it, to build prisons, give tax cuts to the rich, and own the libs

<<The patron saint of the book is probably Lorine Niedecker, and I open the book with her stunning short poem “Poet’s Work,” which ends: “I learned / to sit at desk / and condense // No layoff / from this / condensery.”>>

This essay is about immediacy and how the incomprehensible becomes comprehensible. It’s about ethics vs politics. It’s about when a pink headband is a divining rod. It’s about “what is to be done.”

of state child murder and torture, and the way the parasocial is breaking down as you actually develop relationships with ppl via these platforms, and as old parasocial relationships with “the news” and its purveyors end because cbs and NYT are just the site of fictional fever dreams of elites

I want to write an essay about Ms. Rachel, stride rite Velcro shoes, yogurt squeezies, the fine & mobile line between white race traitorism (good) & the valorization of white and non-Muslim resistance to genocide (bad), the attentional economy of social media documentation

Who has the guts to come forward and testify? who will save our sweet world?

reading Essex Hemphill today, from another apocalypse:

Aging out of the possibility of dating a wnba is the only thing so far that I don’t like about middle age

Don’t just do it all the time it’s so fun

Agreed about the abstract! On that topic I’m clawing my way through capote’s very cruel and supremely unrelatable answered prayers rn and there is something very deep going on with relatability and not in the emergence of gay literary celebrity in the us. can’t wait to read this!

More stylish presentation with a flyer forthcoming v soon.

Durba Mitra, Jennifer Morgan, Gayatri Gopinath. Period.

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have u read city of night?

I pictured which building this was from the address(confirmed on google maps). Its a lone small thing of beauty as the huge mall/condo buildings encroach on all sides leaking smoothies and shedding cheap building materials

Mean-spirited is so simple and so correct

And yet somehow the childcare workers who raise our babies also get shit pay and poor working conditions

We end with “ifferently-gendered mother-ers orbiting the sky together, bound by an anti-liberatory institution, on the one hand, yes, but bound also by a leap of the bird’s imagination, turned praxis. It is at once an image of divine justice for queer youth, and a hint of a future“

In "This Watery Place" (2025), @riislover667.bsky.social theorizes conception, gestation, birth, and postpartum “as processes against the static image of the mother.” Far from auto-generating “motherhood,” the materiality of gestating makes a mockery of cisness, individuality, and maternal identity.

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I think I could only receive this gift from the historical force that is stupid bitch.

Fitzpatrick gives me, regives my wizened lovewise middle age what Plato gave my youth: the permission to know what I know and regard it as serious, the permission to want something.

“Love is the desire for the perpetual possession possession of the good”: this is the translation pf the passage that serves as this volume’s epigraph that I read at 18 and was dazzled by.

And finally, against all the odds, against everything we’ve been allowed to expect from “life” and from poetry, The Dinner Party concludes with the beloved wrested from rarity and chicness, from distance. Is this the first poetic impression of love’s dailiness of the vernal quality of the everyday?

See dummies: friendship is super dank and silly. Why does she stay so unaesthetisized? Thank you poetess!!!!

And then theres this thing, this holiest most poetically neglected thing: friendship. Friendship is the weather around you everyday while you (not me!)write love poems about the definitional absent one.

This is devastation‘s denuded form. It’s not as pretty as the others, it’s just very deep.

This is love‘s denuded form

Nothing more or less than finding at the beginning of person making, a hole, a wanting, and a radical essential contingency that sometimes goes how you want and sometimes doesn’t. It places that wanting in history, which is to say the vial of sperm, the insurers word maze on an unsteady line.