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Poetry. Megan Boyles debut poetry collection is at once confessional, sociological, emotional, detached, funny, sad, delightful, reckless, and meditative. Written in the naturally meticulous, defaultedly complex, always affecting voice of a person too imaginative and self-aware and intelligent to be fully consumed by depression and loneliness but too aware of the meaninglessness and ephemeral nature of existence (and too depressed and lonely) to write on any level but an existential, emotionally-driven, unsimplified one, Megan Boyles debut poetry collection is the rare work of art that conveys troubling and scary information, undiluted, about humans and the universe but in a way, ultimately, that makes you excited to be alive, eager to be troubled and scared, grateful to simply be here.
...unbelievably engaging and mesmerizing. Boyle writes with such openness about living in a world that constantly mystifies you, the strange act of watching yourself do things you cant quite understand, making a mess of things and figuring out how to keep living [...] I cant think of another book quite like it, cant think of a voice as distinctive and strange as Boyles.--Kevin Wilson, author of The Family Fang
Just reading this collection, [Megan Boyle] immediately became one of my favorite modern poets.--Benn Ray, WYPRs The Signal
[O]ne of the funniest, most satisfying, most original, most satisfying books of poetry Ive come across in years.--Rachel Whang, Atomic Books
[A] blunt work that challenges the reader, dares the reader to find out what this woman has on her mind. Boyle exhibits a generous exhibitionist quality that leaves one wondering if she might be the next Laurie Anderson.--Nicolle Elizabeth, The Brooklyn Rail

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selected unpublished blog posts of a mexican panda express employee

2011 megan boyle

978.0.9822067.2.0

0.9822067.2.0

1st edition 11.15.11

ebook 3.15.13

muumuu house

muumuuhouse.com

1.02.09

1.03.09

1.05.09

1.07.09

1.10.09

everyone ive had sex with

1.26.09

1.27.09

2.05.09

2.11.09

2.14.09

2.16.09

2.18.09

i am kind of a disgusting person

i want to fall in love or something

3.03.09

3.10.09

3.11.09

3.21.09

life without the internet

3.30.09

4.01.09

4.03.09

4.06.09

5.09.09

5.19.09

6.12.09

every thought i had while walking to school

7.10.09

7.20.09

embarrassing moments

8.14.09

8.27.09

9.01.09

9.10.09

9.16.09

10.12.09

10.19.09

what xanax makes me feel like

elevated self-esteem as a result of alcohol consumption

11.12.09

11.25.09

my family on thanksgiving and most holidays

12.23.09

12.25.09

1.12.10

2.01.10

2.07.10

2.08.10

2.12.10

2.27.10

3.14.10

3.27.10

4.09.10

4.30.10

unpublished tweets

5.06.10

5.07.10

6.25.10

7.03.10

lies i have told

1.02.09

i could never be a sports writer, unless my assignment was to write 'sports sports sports sports sports' for three pages

what if humans played with cat toys the same way cats play with cat toys and some cubicle people snuck into the break room to play with cat toys and they got caught by their boss and they were all just looking at each other and the boss was like 'back to work, goons,' what if that happened?

here are some of my favorite things to feel:

being kind of hot and drowsy with the sun beating down on your face, sitting in a lawn or park or waiting for someone in a car or something

the way time doesn't exist when you're waking next to someone and you just roll around quietly in bed together and sometimes open your eyes

standing in an extremely hot shower and being warm all over

the thing that happens in your stomach when you're looking up at the stars and see a lot more than you thought you would

being awake in the middle of the night and knowing life is still going on around you, but in a slightly different way

being alone, but not lonely

the way your body feels after swimming in the ocean. swimming in general, i guess. how you're always kind of warmly exhausted

everything about wet grass in summer

the night before leaving for a trip on an airplane

1.03.09

i feel pretty calm when i'm stoned lately

it feels like a massage

tonight i ate a lot of fried foods

there are helicopters outside

i wonder if my coworker knows i googled him and read his blog

i'm going to discourage that part of me

i'm stoned

this one time my ex-boyfriend and i drove to pennsylvania and thought we'd like to go up a mountain so we got lost and found one. we were always driving and getting lost and going to the country. i wonder if something

i forget

maybe i sound stupid right now

1.05.09

everything i touch is going to be a fossil someday

i wish cats could float around your head

i wish it were possible to change the gravity of certain objects

my dad still hasn't taken down his christmas decorations

i walked to his refrigerator and immediately unwrapped and ate a square of american cheese

if i drop a toothpick i'm pretty sure it will remain where it fell for three days

not sure what happens after that

tonight at work i lay on a stack of cardboard boxes

i looked at the metal bars in the ceiling and said 'i just want to watch movies all night'

a few minutes later a coworker walked to me and massaged my stomach

most cats just walk around without testicles every day

1.07.09

i am going to only drink lemonade for three days

i am going to dream of a giant fried chicken

i am going to write a text message and save it to drafts

i am going to fall asleep at 3AM with a pillow on my head

my mom is going to watch 'american idol'

my mom is going to heat up jenny craig food

my mom is going to think about getting a job but not get a job

my mom is going to fall asleep on the couch with her mouth half-open

my dad is going to smoke weed

my dad is going to make a smoothie with a raw egg in it

my dad is going to want to read a book but skim it instead

my dad is going to turn on his electric blanket and fall asleep with a towel on his face

1.10.09

my blood pressure rises during the period after sending a text message, before receiving a response

being sick feels like you're wearing someone else's glasses

today i ate a can of chicken soup, papaya, mango, theraflu

there is a party tonight

i want to stay in and bake cookies, i think

maybe i will bake cookies for the party

will smith is in 'men in black.' he is also in 'independence day.' people like to see will smith reacting to aliens. will smith is a visual manifestation of the suspension of disbelief it takes to imagine realistically interacting with aliens

my cat jumped in the toilet

the other day i hung out with harris for a long time

we ate at an indian lunch buffet, got stoned at my apartment, looked at the internet and played with my cats. then we were less stoned. then we were just kind of quiet

the sun was setting. we watched clouds from my couch and thought of shapes the clouds resembled. harris said one cloud looked like a dinosaur. i said 'i've never seen a dinosaur.' he laughed and said he loved me. i felt confused and tried not to react visibly

i walked to the gym while harris watched msnbc in my apartment. it was cold outside and i felt like i was floating. i was still a little stoned, paranoid, and felt detached from my body so i stopped exercising and walked home. harris and i laid on my bed and tried to figure out a rubik's cube. i kept telling him how to do it. he said 'fine, you try' and gave it to me. i put it down

he drove us to his parent's house. we talked with his mom and dad in the kitchen. his mom had made a lot of lasagna. his brother jake came home. jake had bought a lovebird, it liked to perch on his shoulder. we watched 'superbad' with jake and his mom. all of us laughed. after the movie jake realized his lovebird was missing and we couldn't find it. it was lost all night. we found it in the morning under someone's coat

harris and i went outside to smoke the resin out of my bowl. i had never done that. he said it would feel good but might give me a headache. i said it tasted like pencil shavings

inside we laid on separate couches and watched 'trekkies.' i started falling asleep near the end. harris said he didn't want to make me sleep on the couch, but if i slept in his bed with him, we'd have to 'behave ourselves'

his bedroom was probably 55 degrees. we laid with his small dog separating us. the dog stayed between us all night. the dog was warm. i thought about babies sleeping with parents

the next day he drove me to get my car from the mechanic's. we sat in his car, looking at my car. i said i wanted a coconut chocolate chip milkshake. he did too. we drove for 20 minutes in separate cars to the milkshake place

we drank our milkshakes in his car and made fun of people outside. i felt sick but didn't want him to know. he wanted to see my car so we sat in it and i gave him a tour of the interior. our conversations felt easy and natural both days we saw each other. i laughed genuinely several times and think he did too. he said 'i'll call you next time i have a vacation,' which probably means it will be awhile. i felt sad. i tried to think of something funny to say about vacations

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