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need it

Ryan Murphy fatigue should be recognized by WHO

My son’s essay about why he doesn’t want to be on a farm.

I’m doing one in July!!! So excited. Also hi Aaron! Good to “see” you here

I think accidentally unfollowed you last night when I was trying to figure out how to tag you in a post on Bluesky 😂🫠 I LOVED your essay

Hootie Nelly mashup now

Right? It’s astonishing

I agree! Moving there seems like the most appealing death wish. I cried when I left lol

My hand was over my mouth during that entire segment with the geography teacher and her silver blue spectacles. I feel like she’d totally get what you meant

I got to visit LA for the first time last year and was transfixed by the gritty-glam. I felt like… this is real American history. Your portrait of the West Hollywood girls girls girls club and the death of the Marlboro Man is aesthetic malaise!

I’ve returned from scavenging handles: @brianoliu.bsky.social
@kjmoulton.bsky.social
@emelkrishnan.bsky.social
@timothygager.bsky.social
@htownjenny.bsky.social
@mlfaliveno.bsky.social

So you’re reading this dispatch thinking, Well who did you vote for? I’m still reflecting. @marchxness.bsky.social

& nodding with grave confirmation at BRIAN OLIU’s theory on the power ballad “as some sort of Cartesian concept where we are inherently drawn to quiet sounds followed by massive bombast.”

Bunch of unforgettable scenes in M. L. KRISHNAN’s piece, including a painful crush on the mustache-donning actress in THE MERCHANT OF VENICE. Plus, impossibly good costume descriptions: “fevered sci-fi pastiche with translucent tubing cocooned around her vest in a pale ribcage.”

Wanting this MELISSA FALIVENO quote embroidered on a pillow: “When I was a teenager, I was sad.”

And I’m looking into a mirror at JENNY STAFF JOHNSON’s “melancholic temperament, one that didn’t look for solace in its opposite but instead in more melancholy.”

…ABIGAIL E. MYERS sharing my fascination with Thomas, who “we call a Saint, but also the Doubter, the one with the audacity to demand what we, two thousand years later, would still call proof.” Skeptics do get written off as the sad guys.

& as a sober gal I feel cosmically connected to TIMOTHY GAGER: “Under the Bridge articulated a condition so many people inhabit without language: the loneliness that survives even after one becomes clean.”

Today’s 8 @marchxness.bsky.social essays have me seated and sad as hell with TWO asterisk power-pivots by BRITTNEY UECKER (“Max and I had a tumultuous, isolated relationship”) and KATIE MOULTON (“I wrote all this before.”) Katie’s “before” in italics!

Yikes! These essays are so fucking sad! @marchxness.bsky.social

Yes, the dang thing lured me into BlueSky!

Hi :(

Lol. It's our own collective unconscious.

I pregamed with shots of sadness.

Thanks. I brought some lukewarm LaCroix and a Little Caesars Hot-N-Ready. Should I just... set them over here...

Omg, hi! Since I last "saw" you, I went down a RUN DMC rabbit hole and remembered your stacked Aerosmith T-Shirt collection.

Oh hi

*soft knocking* Hi, BlueSky. It's me, Caro. Can I come in? I want to discuss March Sadness @marchxness.bsky.social

I’m sorry, but I’m the woman who writes “Knock it off!” with an exclamation point, in serious emails, when my feathers get ruffled.

Afternoon shift poeming while people wait at Chicago Artisan Market!