OK, evidently I won't be temporarily closing my handle: I don't remember my password (necessary for process), and @X won't let me reset it due to malfunction/inadequate apparatus infrastructure, @elonmusk you're an engineer: do your fuckin' job.

I'm gonna temporarily shut down my handle--: every now and then, this reset feels necessary for me.

I can't be only one in my X cohort who thinks "Devil Inside" is a superb song--can I?

It would have been delightful to see Michael Hutchence era INXS.

Please help out a poet, and a teacher, and a scholar, and good man in tough times.

It’s here! I didn’t think I could do it, but here it is! My very first ghost story!

The chocolate hibiscus sauce was superb: so good when what to my mind oughta be awkward works so well!

twenty minutes away from a flute of cremant d' Alsace

Sex bots have completely disappeared from my TL--my good luck, or did something happen?

i teach a class of high schoolers about civic engagement, and they all want to create better mental health resources at their schools. today one kid was like "all we have is one mental health day a year where we make our own bars of soap. and that soap is...untrustworthy soap"

I hope chocolate hibiscus sauce ends up tasting good: it sounds kinda terrible because I'm on whole not a hibiscus fan.

gonna have a bourgeoise dinner in a bit and then go to a poetry reading--smiling and smiling more

Working in special-ed has and is significantly and in exciting ways altering my intellect--chiefly via learning to operate within radical immanence: the immediate need is so immediate.

@thezachloeffler I use my annual MRIs as a means to rethink lineation in poems and play with beat. There are a few published poems that got subjected to the MRI edit. :) But yeah, they're no fun.

There's a YouTube channel I'm addicted to: a woman shops online, but with the most genius format. I find it very relaxing.

My mom's apartment smells delicious, which bodes well for the meal I am cooking.

And I bet some of the work wld have been engaging and not meriting my prior Xngs virtue-signaling snideness.

I regret not going to Art Basel when I lived in Florida--surely 'twould have been extremely amusing.

What's the most wicked and superb and plain-spoken dressdown you've ever read by a writer? For me it's definitely Toni Morrison's response to some quips that her sentences require too much effort: "It's called reading."

@HDunn_Writer Once, I conducted a poll asking people's favorite Taco Bell sauce, and a writer blocked me over it.