SOFT GRUNGE SWAG UNITE @kid_a_k #grizzlybear
and now my friend is polyphony-style tearing apart my work
THIS ISN’T THE BEST TIME I AM KIND OF LIKE REALLY ANGRY ABOUT EVERYTHING WRITING-RELATED
like i submitted to this nomadic voices thing because the guy was begging for submissions and extended like three weeks and today was the last day so i’m like okay whatever like sure this seems like a prety cool litmag, i’ll submit
and then i sent some of my lesser-good poems because i’m pretentious and i want to save my best stuff for well-known magazines
and i sent a little bio thing that i use for EVERYTHING because they didnt ask for a cover letter
and then they email me back a millisecond later like “thanks for your submission! by the way, congratulations on your achievements, but we wanted a cover letter, not a little bio. no snark, just helping”
YOU DIDNT ASK FOR A FUCKING COVER LETTER OH MY GOD STOP SNARKING ME. I SNARK PEOPLE. I DO NOT GET SNARKED.
“oh don’t worry!! every famous writer hated their work!!”
yeah but sylvia plath was actually good you see that’s the difference
the golden age of my life was when i could sing pretty visitors perfectly and knew all the lyrics
It sounds like You Sexy Thing
i was thinkning more lou reed but ok that too
mad sounds seems like a cover to me is that weird
An Interview with Writing Contributor, Lucy Wainger
“You’ve got to understand, my mother loved me, but I was not meant to exist. She loved me because it would have been more painful not to, like bruising a leg that’s already broken.”
This is Your Love Story, Lucy Wainger
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Lucy Wainger writes with violent honesty. By using words, the NYC native easily peels off the thick layers that hide people from themselves. The gritty high school scene- sharp grins, sexual frustration and hazy drug use- are all expertly weaved together with stunning imagery and precise structure and form, creating pieces that pull the dusty memories of our teenage years out of the tightly locked boxes we put them in. She manipulates her readers, allowing them to believe they understand what’s going on- then slapping them in the face with lines that truly show us the thin layer of deception and grime that covers everything we do.
with u, ewno
you are the lame
wait ok florida people
who’s going to grizzly bear tomorrow
let’s hang out
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Sunrise, 1965
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