Author Archives: eithernor

acts of mental hygiene #1

attend to your chores first thing in the mourning

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thoughts thought after lorelai gilmore’s demise & my best professional failure thus far (tormented mentors III)

– premenopausal women should not be trusted to deliver eulogies and research grants – when all else fails, fall back on autobiography, and fail better – someone could save the day if they weren’t too busy impersonating sean spicer – … Continue reading

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summer lovin’, kafka dreamin’

i find a 4-pack yogurt in the fridge in my mother’s home. even though the 4-pack looks like a 4-pack, however, it’s actually a pigeon — a pigeon i’m responsible for, but i’d forgotten about that. i’m feeling upset because … Continue reading

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the 30-something friend you should never have slept with introduces you to his mentor, and the power imbalance between the two of you is finally crystal clear

“isn’t he just great?” “he’s something. how old is he?” “76” “does he have any children?” “oh, no, not yet”.

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shaken up

smudged tears, bruised lipstick, blackened ego

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ah, bartleby! ah, incomprehensible urge to do whatever i feel i shouldn’t!

i would prefer not to, but i do it anyway. i dislike it thoroughly and repeat it the next day.

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yet

and yet, things are not ending yet not yet, and yet

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