Mitchell Ny

Mitchell Ny

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非人非鬼 🫠 | lyric essay, fiction in: trampset, Bending Genres, Maudlin House, Same Faces Collective, Blood+Honey, [...] American Literary Review's 2026 Nonfiction Finalist Fractured Lit's 2026 Micro Prize Shortlist mitchellny.com

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my uber driver to the airport LOVES elon musk and told me about elon musk the whole drive over. he drives all day, he says. he says people need to stop bitching about being poor and work harder like elon musk.

you have to buy an additional ebook copy of all your favorite books because you are deathly afraid of reading a physical book in public because you don't want to be seen as performative.

after i finished a bag of chips, i flipped it inside out so now the universe is inside a bag of chips, topologically speaking.

my first big all-hands meeting where a speaker is walking on a treadmill while presenting. verdict: (1) how incredibly efficient (2) i feel like prey.

last year in january, i picked up a copy of The Beauty of the Husband by Anne Carson. it turned me into a writer. so, that's how i feel about her nobel prize, basically.

hey google, what's the actual etymology for the surname "Cumming" or "Cummings" because i'm guessing it has nothing to do with ejaculation or instances of ejaculations.

during the day, i fear highly leptokurtic distributions, inexplicable variances, baseless assumptions. i log off and fear the same thing in different clothes.

some of my work is just an account of a nightmare with light editing. feels like plagiarizing from my own subconscious.

if you don't smoke yourself into a coma before you sleep, you get a free and terrifying supply of stories behind your eyelids it turns out

oh boy, if i have to listen to one more up-and-coming rap genius rhyme synonym, cinnamon, eminem, m&m, gentlemen, feminine.... i will probably listen to something else. but yeah, it sucks.

the surgeon is god in the moments they hold life on the edge of their scalpel. the well-compensated god of the thoroughly insured. even when the system works and saves a poor life, the life is preserved above livelihood.

i haven't been writing lately because a younger me chose a profession that has me taking giant and intense fuckin math tests into my 30s

growing up in a densely and diversely asian/latino neighborhood, there was much discourse about "which asian or latino is best" - joke's on us because when we came into the real world, we found out we are all just Chinese or Mexican.

a first: "hold please" on a lyric essay I have out. makes me more prone to despair than a simple rejection or tier rejection. it's neither decisively good enough, nor bad enough.

the right means "sexual intercourse" and i'm just wondering did this dude think some chinese lady would read it and tell him "me so horny" the left just says "respect" so at least there's some of it in writing.

at a health food store and they have a trail mix dispenser. one Men's Energy mix and one Women's Vitality mix. but no Men's Vitality, no Women's Energy. then the tropical mix is simply tropical mix.

sat there with the bidet running forever like this is my life now. DO YOU SEE AN OFF BUTTON ON THIS? WHEN DID TOILETS GET SO COMPLICATED? clean *, at least. had to yank the cord yo