do you ever forget that something bad you experience regularly is like, A Symptom™, to the point at which you casually bring it up in conversation and the other person is like “uh, have you seen a doctor about that??” and it takes you a solid thirty seconds to understand why on earth you’d need to see a doctor about such a normal, everyday, run of the mill, totally debilitating and generally quite painful problem
Tag: body horrors
story about a lake i did recently. text formatting is based on the CBC’s closed captioning style guide.
I always worry about elevators, because it’s like, isn’t it really just killing the you on the starting floor and making a new you on a different one?
This is just the classic “Lifts of Theseus” problem.
They install mirrors in the elevators to assure you that your body is a continuity.
I always worry about mirrors, because it’s like, isn’t it really just killing the you that preceded the formed image of the self and making a new you with a more visually precise (if entirely reversed) self-image?
sometimes everything’s fine but u still just want 2 die and That’s Also Fine
ok what do i wear to the mountain goats tonight. currently i am wearing the ghost print floral shirt and i can’t decide if i stay with it or not
considerations: a good shirt in the abstract for sure. exists in mysterious casualnoncasual simultaneity. might need a jacket or something bc a/c, would have to choose one? vague dad-adjacency vibes/noncausuality means committing to not being in cool gay tmg chicago audience demo but also allows for smug assertion that in fact in wearing it i understand tmg more as the project toward eventually becoming the dad at the end of the deathseeking teenager tunnel/signalling that i am, thru the magic of therapy, already committed to being alive/jd is a literal dad and even he isnt going to be wearing a button down/i’m gay i can do whatever i want/but i still won’t be interesting
(ETA i forgot the original reason i was even debating the shirt in the first place which is that i have to leave the bottom button unbuttoned or it pulls over my hips, bringing forward some interesting philosophical difficulties about the inextricable gendered quality of my fucking skeleton. but clearly i was distracted by more important matters)
anyway. you know. whatever you guys are thinking. for other options i have like…. t shirts. i could always go with my lc! football jersey but i worry i may have done so before given the ease at which the thought occurs to me, plus it’s a little on the nose to show up in fake sports huge letters DOOMED but then again on the nose is possibly also Part of Understanding the Project
soon robots will begin developing skin disorders too, but as a hobby

For Caroline
Fragment
A. E. StallingsThe glass does not break because it is glass,
Said the philosopher. The glass could stay
Unbroken forever, shoved back in a dark closet,
Slowly weeping itself, a colorless liquid.
The glass breaks because somebody drops it
From a height — a grip stunned open by bad news
Or laughter. A giddy sweep of grand gesture
Or fluttering nerves might knock it off the table —
Or perhaps wine emptied from it, into the blood,
Has numbed the fingers. It breaks because it falls
Into the arms of the earth — that grave attraction.
It breaks because it meets the floor’s surface,
Which is solid and does not give. It breaks because
It is dropped, and falls hard, because it hits
Bottom, and because nobody catches it.











