This is an interesting piece of literature. It's a personal narrative story written entirely in the form of tweets. So it feels like a book of poetry, almost. The 'posts' are definitely all profound in their own way. And I assume this is how most non-writers do their best writing these days. Very cool.
Our protagonist is an influencer type who hit it big with some viral tweets about important issues. She gets paid to travel and tweet about things which start our story. Then she veers away from 'relevant' cultural events to tell the story of her nephew's cancer. Deep stuff.
Welcome to Adulthood, Captain!, more of a zine than a book, is collection of poetry by my friend Rob Spence, mostly written when he was a kid. If you don’t know Spence, he’s kind of a sweetheart, moreso than most people. So you might imagine as a kid, he was especially sweet. That’s the kind of poetry you’ll get here, a sort of return to innocence.
Think of Cheese, a sort of messed-up Adult version of Milk, the food of Infancy. Why is it so good? Is it our desire to regress and reform? Return to the human whey? Cheese. Such a long shelf life. Part of an advanced culture, it pairs with wine. Both can be expensive. Cheese has value. Yogurt is scum. Sour Cream is rotten. Milk is for babies.
I gave my heart a condition. To calm my nerves, I had another piece. Delicious and suddenly gone. Again. To defy my lessons, I'm stuffed with regret long outliving the memory of satisfaction. I had a good meal, testing the power evil. I suffered his gushing. Glorify the one who broke my compass. We're sharing a fish bowl and I'm going to learn my own way.