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"The weirdest mom anyone in history ever had."
- the teenage historian who lives in my house
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The most profound allegory for depression:
Genesis 32:25 Jacob was left alone and a figure wrestled with him until the break of dawn.
December 7, 2025 at 6:24 AM
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This parasocial relationship with @mrbrettgoldstein.bsky.social = the highlight of my week.

(parasocial = me literally writing a poetry chapbook titled And Please, Now More Than Ever, Be Excellent to Each Other 🫣)
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December 6, 2025 at 10:44 PM
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Walked past this all semester and did not notice it until today, the day before Pearl Harbor remembrance.
A memorial to Brooklyn College students who died fighting in WW2.
December 6, 2025 at 10:36 PM
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Also shout out to @champagneanarchism.bsky.social and @mrjamesob.bsky.social for getting me through this year.
Your top podcasts Films To Be Buried With with Brett Goldstein Champagne Anarchism Full Disclosure with James O'Brien Why Is This Happening with Chris Hayes
December 3, 2025 at 9:53 PM
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Spotify confirmed I'm a top 1% @mrbrettgoldstein.bsky.social fan, it's a fucking honor.
Spotify screenshot: your top podcast is Films to Be Buried With
December 3, 2025 at 9:36 PM
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The youtube videos say to start at the end and... I think we have an envoi?
Written in longhand: dispel any doubt with the most fuck you of a response in kind, it's not difficult to craft a poem that ends with the word the.
July 15, 2025 at 1:54 AM
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A story in four parts:
A screenshot of a woman wearing an "I voted" sticker. A screenshot the NYT election results. A message responding to people who are worried about antisemitism. Another screenshot responding to people who are worried about antisemitism.
June 25, 2025 at 3:55 AM
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I can't stop thinking about those babies. I can't stop thinking about their mom. And I can't wrap my head around the people who justify what happened to them.
I will never understand why the value of a child's life and the tragedy of its death depends on where it was born and who killed it. Never.
February 21, 2025 at 5:42 AM
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I tried to get chatgpt to help me figure this out (it couldn't help me) but anyway here's a snippet of the conversation, as a treat.
no there is only one synagogue in new square, that is the whole point of new square
February 14, 2025 at 1:32 AM
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I've been annoyed about this for years. It was a different flavor of fight but equally unnecessary.
Screenshots of tweets from 2022
February 6, 2025 at 6:35 AM
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More mood.
Hope Is Not a Bird, Emily, It’s a Sewer Rat by Caitlin Seida Hope is not the thing with feathers That comes home to roost When you need it most. Hope is an ugly thing With teeth and claws and Patchy fur that’s seen some shit. It’s what thrives in the discards And survives in the ugliest parts of our world, Able to find a way to go on When nothing else can even find a way in. It’s the gritty, nasty little carrier of such diseases as optimism, persistence, Perseverance and joy, Transmissible as it drags its tail across your path and bites you in the ass. Hope is not some delicate, beautiful bird, Emily. It’s a lowly little sewer rat That snorts pesticides like they were Lines of coke and still Shows up on time to work the next day Looking no worse for wear.
February 6, 2025 at 3:27 AM
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Mood.
Let Them Not Say By Jane Hirshfield Let them not say: we did not see it. We saw. Let them not say: we did not hear it. We heard. Let them not say: they did not taste it. We ate, we trembled. Let them not say: it was not spoken, not written. We spoke, we witnessed with voices and hands. Let them not say: they did nothing. We did not-enough. Let them say, as they must say something: A kerosene beauty. It burned. Let them say we warmed ourselves by it, read by its light, praised, and it burned.
February 6, 2025 at 1:44 AM
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Mood.
We Lived Happily During the War By Ilya Kaminsky And when they bombed other people's houses, we protested but not enough, we opposed them but not enough. I was in my bed, around my bed America was falling: invisible house by invisible house by invisible house. I took a chair outside and watched the sun. In the sixth month of a disastrous reign in the house of money in the street of money in the city of money in the country of money, out great country of money, we (forgive us) lived happily during the war.
February 4, 2025 at 4:53 PM
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One of the elderly nuns who lives in my building has a listserv where she sends daily emails with scripture and prayers. In today's prayer she threw some boss level shade and I am so here for it. Holding on to it with everything I got, actually.
Let us pray: God, open us to recognize the dignity and worth of each and every person and the peaceful ways of working to achieve justice and opportunities for all people - no exceptions. God, bless our new President with a love for You, and for all people, especially the poor and the marginalized, the homeless and the forgotten.
January 21, 2025 at 2:43 AM
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Headed home on the Q train after a long ass day, sat down, read this, and it completely undid me.
little prayer by Danez Smith let ruin end here let him find honey where there was once a slaughter let him enter the lion's cage & find a field of lilacs let this be the healing & if not let it be (Poster that's part of the MTA's Poetry in Motion series)
January 9, 2025 at 11:23 PM
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worst person you know meme
December 19, 2024 at 5:26 AM
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I'm not the starry eyed Lib I was seven years ago but man, this still hurts.
Two Facebook posts from November 9, 2016. One says: We were thisclose to the glass ceiling, America. Thisfuckingclose. The other one says: My only consolation is that we will never find out what it would have looked like for him not to accept her presidency.
November 10, 2023 at 3:16 AM
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Bliss.
A red and white blanket on grass. On the blanket there's a tote bag, a dunkin donuts iced coffee, a water bottle, sunglasses, and a spiral notebook. The cover of the notebook says wherever you go, go with all of your heart.
August 5, 2023 at 3:04 PM