April 2, 2017


I wish I had the energy to write you guys every night but I don't. You don't know how long it took for someone (who's freewriting, intoxicated and truly very cold but too lazy to get up and put on a sweater.) to draft this blog post. I'm writing and woozy, writing afte...

March 24, 2017


Not fucking them over but actually fucking them. 

I'm a hypocrite--always have been. I will give you the best advice but 9/10 it's something I know I should be doing or should have done in a particular situation. And most recently, I kept spewing this idea: "Don't fuck...

March 7, 2017


Hello people. I'm sorry to leave you high and dry for so long but I've been capital B-U-S-Y. I got the job I really wanted that I didn't think I'd get and started work pretty much immediately, aka last Monday, after finding out I won my interview on Thursday the week b...

February 24, 2017


See parts 2&3 here!

The official playlist is up on Spotify. Eventually I'll get around to making this a YouTube playlist for those of you who don't use Spotify. 

31. I Hope He Dies: River by the Belle Game

She said it wasn’t mu...

February 15, 2017


Here are the next twenty songs/poetry excerpts.

11. Cameron in the Driveway: Houdini Crash by Buke & Gase

I knew the only way to love Cameron
was as Buffy on Halloween.
A blonde wig to become
a blonde. People yelled at me
riding my bike, understanding
that blondes do hav...

January 5, 2017


Many of you have heard this story but I'm feeling the need to put it all down. Right now I'm baking a cake and listening to a horror podcast and you know what? I've got a horror story in me and I've got the time to write it so why not.

It all began with Poopy, my 1.5 ye...

December 14, 2016


Today I undertook the lauded task of paying it forward. I managed to catch the early bus this morning but only because a man held it up by taking forever to load his bike on the front. Because it was snowy, I didn’t want to run and die but fortunately, his dawdling was...

December 12, 2016


The holidays mean I’m booked solid. Every weekend, there’s something to do, somewhere to go, parents to see. This season isn’t much different. Except—and I don’t really know what to say here; I’ve typed it and backspaced a lot—except, this year, I experienced the first...

December 9, 2016


I’ve become a news junkie, mad, compulsive since the first debates over a year ago. Right now, as I try to write in my office, with the door shut, literally every pet in here making a racket because Leah is asleep and they want to be on the bed like they usually are in...

December 8, 2016


Hello website. Hello identity constructing machine. Jesus H Macy I just recently started the whole twittering thing and I’m having a crisis with the public/private, which I haven’t thought about since Woolf. I cleaned my entire house before writing this. You know, I th...

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Vulgar, bike riding, record slinging, book reading poet with a passion for pool and the Midwest. 

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