Your essay was seriously GORGEOUS, everyone should read that one first. Read more

Lived two blocks from there; literally having flashbacks right now of my mom yelling at me for smelling like cigarettes as a fourteen-year-old, with me pleading, “Bu-bu-but, I was just hanging with the older kids in the smoking section and eating a smiley cookie!”

I was very cool, by the way. Read more

Also now I’m crying more after reading your comment, let’s purge the sadness together. Read more

Straight from Point Breeze/S’Liberty/the North Side/Squirrel Hill n’at! Went to Dice with Wiz Khalifa, too. Read more

If I owe you a beer, then I’m drinking one with you, man. Read more

I honestly still don’t know how graying or ungraying works? I am a Luddite. Read more

Wait, I’m Ashkenazi, what have I been doing with my life. Read more

It’s the best karpas to have on the seder plate, in my opinion, which is also coincidentally very pertinent right now.

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BEET ARTHUR. YOU ARE ROYALTY IN MY BOOK. Read more

This is the nicest thing anyone has said about or to me, including when my mom or SO says “I love you.”
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Is it still queer dadcore, is the thing. Read more

Same though. Read more

Appreciated. Read more

Thank you, sincerely. Of course it’s an awful story—but in a way, I thought it’d be a little more digestible if humor was lightly employed as an entry point. Read more

Thank you! I think it’s a mix of having taken fiction writing workshops and being technically a British citizen, haha.

But seriously, thank you. Read more

Indeed, it’s a horrible story — incredibly odd, but horrible. I decided to employ black humor in the first paragraph to address the bizarre nature of the event, but reported the rest without as to not make light of any of the elements that may or may not have been in play (domestic abuse, drug abuse, mental illness,… Read more

Only if I can play the electric triangle in said band. Read more

Only in my wildest Dantean hellscape. Read more

Totally welcome campaigning — but not so much campaigning, more like a reminder. It’s my birthday tomorrow (technically today), and this is my number one “treat yo’self” priority for that occasion. Read more

Aight, Scrooge. Can I call you Scrooge? Formal titles versus nicknames and whatnot. Read more