Chatbot Psychosis and the Painful Silver Linings in Grief
Tonight, we ended up watching Hannah Fry’s documentary on AI, or elements of how humanity intersects with it – in this case, it was on…
Tag: personal writing
Sore Muscles, Electrolytes, and the Struggle of Calming Down
It’s a weekend, darling. It’s a weekend. We’re not even on the lip of it, it’s Friday night and I’ve Monday mostly off for the…
Let’s Face the Music (and Therapy Dance)
Taco and Irving Berlin feels like a good Wednesday track to have on in the background as I attempt to tell you all about this…
How to Write a Poem
I am thinking about how to write a poem. It feels like it’s been so long and I used to know. Or perhaps it is…
The Riveter (Gentle Soft Spoken Dystopian Audio)
A story, whispered. I am trying to resurrect many things via my creative blogging, including my capacity to record audio again. For a while, I…
The Red X as Ineffable Creative Muse
I am sitting at my desk to type this post. I am going to batter my heart. I am going to sit here and type…
Whithers and Whyfors
There is so much past to troll through, so much promise and pain. So much John Denver and Mr. Future and the elegance of moments….
The Cherry Now
Apologies to Mr. Housman, some poetic self-analysis is required. A tremendous amount of loveliness happened yesterday and it feels a shame not to try and…
Batter My Heart
This is the first post we’ll have here, the first in real time, and we’d like to imagine we can just carry on being here,…