russian roulette: dystopia

How did things get so bad? : idk : A Scatology of my surreal senior year!!!

An Airplane Fajr

July 28^th, 2024

*Footnotes from the future:

(1) S joined the IDF. (2) The Electric Church (& its bathroom) is shuttered, abandoned, slated for demolition, or worse, renovation. (3) I did replace my 2015 MacBook

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I <3 My Dystopia

(btw I typed this up into a visual work!!! But can’t share bc the Submittable-industrial-complex editors will get mad at me). If I was a yt man, maybe this would be considered textually innovative, but it’s just my girl diary.

November 23^rd, 2024

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To the Literati…

lol nvm,,, I don’t want to air my dirty laundry

February 26^th, 2025

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Fire Blankets of Birdsong

April 5^th, 2025

Somedays I wake       with the Hamilton musical ringing through my concussed skull 
           &   Apple News Notification for Cory Brooker’s 25-hour filibuster        followed by
           arms sale to Israel. When will       AIPAC start sponsoring Instagram models?!

Somedays I wake with Howl by Allen Ginsberg pingponging in my head at 210 bpm. 
           RIP Allen Ginsberg, u would have loved techno.


Somedays I wake sunruined.


Somedays I wake to leafblowers and dumpster trucks, mistake it for bass of the abyss. 
           Every hole is seductive, even          manholes     (?)    



Everyday I wake           to birdsong


                            & birdshit