JULY 4, 2013 BY MIRA GONZALEZ
                Independence Day means less when everybody is free to do whatever they want. That is the beauty of life. Nobody cares what happens for the most part. Commercialization of time means plenty of activities have specific times attached to them. With the increasing value of time there is a greater degree of independence given to plenty of people. Holidays increase the value of time making it easier to get away with plenty of additional things. Up in the mornings or afternoons a holiday progresses to take on new dimensions without fear of apprehension. 

                New York City does not care about its residents. Anybody who is insane enough to pay New York City prices generally has paid for the right to be invisible among the rich people who pay hundreds of thousands of dollars for studio apartments. The wealth of New York City makes it blind to the rest of the population. Everybody spends time reading the Real Estate section wondering “Who has this kind of money” and those with the money have no subscription. They know they are in the papers and have no reason to read about themselves. 

                Activities on the fourth of July generally are of ill repute. Fireworks are illegal yet everybody does them. Police look the other way since there are better things to do. Open container laws are flouted on the fourth of July as the air is hot and people are dehydrating themselves. Tickets try to convince people to keep their out of control lifestyles in check. Unfortunately this never convinces enough people. Tens of millions of people live in New York City and they demand to be drunk, especially on the day that the United States decided it wanted its side of the pond to itself. 

                Conversations are kept vague to avoid problems. With great vagueness comes great irresponsibility. Anybody who chooses to be vague can expect nobody else to care. People tend to respond well to vague statements. This holds nobody responsible. Responsibility is overrated anyway. Being young is about mining life for all the irresponsibility a person can muster. Law enforcement officials factor this into their decision making processes. Young people are annoying to law enforcement officials who have better things to do besides ruining fun or crashing parties. 

                Exploration is something that used to be looked upon favorably back when things were mysterious. Everything is out in the open. If there is a will to get into somewhere there is a way. Few care anymore about exploring they are happy enough to just hang around doing nothing at all.

JULY 4, 2013 BY MIRA GONZALEZ

                Independence Day means less when everybody is free to do whatever they want. That is the beauty of life. Nobody cares what happens for the most part. Commercialization of time means plenty of activities have specific times attached to them. With the increasing value of time there is a greater degree of independence given to plenty of people. Holidays increase the value of time making it easier to get away with plenty of additional things. Up in the mornings or afternoons a holiday progresses to take on new dimensions without fear of apprehension. 

                New York City does not care about its residents. Anybody who is insane enough to pay New York City prices generally has paid for the right to be invisible among the rich people who pay hundreds of thousands of dollars for studio apartments. The wealth of New York City makes it blind to the rest of the population. Everybody spends time reading the Real Estate section wondering “Who has this kind of money” and those with the money have no subscription. They know they are in the papers and have no reason to read about themselves. 

                Activities on the fourth of July generally are of ill repute. Fireworks are illegal yet everybody does them. Police look the other way since there are better things to do. Open container laws are flouted on the fourth of July as the air is hot and people are dehydrating themselves. Tickets try to convince people to keep their out of control lifestyles in check. Unfortunately this never convinces enough people. Tens of millions of people live in New York City and they demand to be drunk, especially on the day that the United States decided it wanted its side of the pond to itself. 

                Conversations are kept vague to avoid problems. With great vagueness comes great irresponsibility. Anybody who chooses to be vague can expect nobody else to care. People tend to respond well to vague statements. This holds nobody responsible. Responsibility is overrated anyway. Being young is about mining life for all the irresponsibility a person can muster. Law enforcement officials factor this into their decision making processes. Young people are annoying to law enforcement officials who have better things to do besides ruining fun or crashing parties. 

                Exploration is something that used to be looked upon favorably back when things were mysterious. Everything is out in the open. If there is a will to get into somewhere there is a way. Few care anymore about exploring they are happy enough to just hang around doing nothing at all.

Love Letter by Mira Gonzalez


                Time is meant to be spent alone. The only way a lot of individuals manage to wake up for their jobs in the morning is to wake up without people. Work is an isolating place that fills people with necessary human interaction, money, and worthwhile work opportunities. A lot of people desire to do what they love but most simply do what they do. Definition never enters the equation for work. Instead people define themselves by their interests. Mornings are hard especially work mornings as individuals try to get themselves up. Right in bed upon the sounding of an alarm clock is jarring. 

                Loneliness can rule. It depends. Productivity increases with the right amount of privacy. The need between interaction and privacy is something people try to balance for their entire lives. Most great pieces of art require the artist to be completely alone. Strangely the artist does not need to be either happy or sad. Either emotion works just fine. Output of the emotional is an afterthought it is not a requirement. 

                Coffee is fake enthusiasm in a cup. People drink coffee whenever they have to be awake and don’t really want to be awake. Thanks to coffee billions of people across the world have been able to successfully fake interest in whatever they are doing. Life is great that way. Routines rarely change for a job hence why people need coffee in order to try and successfully find new interesting tidbits of information regarding their work. 

                Relationships can happen at work too. These are usually due to the ‘faking it’ aspects associated with coffee. Affection can be just as good as coffee even better. With the right person life becomes easier to tolerate. Life gets difficult when the wrong person enters into an equation unbalancing it. Such things happen all the time. Domination is a thing that occurs in a lot of relationships. Hard to be equals when one person feels the need to simply rule. Unfortunately lots of people go this route opting out of human kindness going towards human cruelty. 

                Fortunately the bad experiences have the potential to end. Millions of people across the world fail to see their awful circumstances change. Thankfully there are environments, growing environments, where this can change. Right people manage to alleviate the suffering of a day. Good people know that the world can be a cold hard place squeezing interest out of boredom. Love is never boring. Love is only kind.

Love Letter by Mira Gonzalez

                Time is meant to be spent alone. The only way a lot of individuals manage to wake up for their jobs in the morning is to wake up without people. Work is an isolating place that fills people with necessary human interaction, money, and worthwhile work opportunities. A lot of people desire to do what they love but most simply do what they do. Definition never enters the equation for work. Instead people define themselves by their interests. Mornings are hard especially work mornings as individuals try to get themselves up. Right in bed upon the sounding of an alarm clock is jarring. 

                Loneliness can rule. It depends. Productivity increases with the right amount of privacy. The need between interaction and privacy is something people try to balance for their entire lives. Most great pieces of art require the artist to be completely alone. Strangely the artist does not need to be either happy or sad. Either emotion works just fine. Output of the emotional is an afterthought it is not a requirement. 

                Coffee is fake enthusiasm in a cup. People drink coffee whenever they have to be awake and don’t really want to be awake. Thanks to coffee billions of people across the world have been able to successfully fake interest in whatever they are doing. Life is great that way. Routines rarely change for a job hence why people need coffee in order to try and successfully find new interesting tidbits of information regarding their work. 

                Relationships can happen at work too. These are usually due to the ‘faking it’ aspects associated with coffee. Affection can be just as good as coffee even better. With the right person life becomes easier to tolerate. Life gets difficult when the wrong person enters into an equation unbalancing it. Such things happen all the time. Domination is a thing that occurs in a lot of relationships. Hard to be equals when one person feels the need to simply rule. Unfortunately lots of people go this route opting out of human kindness going towards human cruelty. 

                Fortunately the bad experiences have the potential to end. Millions of people across the world fail to see their awful circumstances change. Thankfully there are environments, growing environments, where this can change. Right people manage to alleviate the suffering of a day. Good people know that the world can be a cold hard place squeezing interest out of boredom. Love is never boring. Love is only kind.

I will never be beautiful enough to make us beautiful together by Mira Gonzalez 


                Mira Gonzalez describes life from a logical point of view. Throughout these poems she brings up recurring themes of drugs, alcohol, eating, sex and loneliness. Sex and loneliness can be the same thing. 

                Language used is hyper-specific. By using simple language Mira Gonzalez is able to describe deeper emotions. In order to accurately convey her feelings of loneliness which is not the same thing as sadness she describes the most mundane events of parties or waking up in the afternoon. History of her surroundings comes up. Sitting in her car becomes a comfortable experience. Disappointment rears its ugly head from relationships to an inability to breastfeed a small child. 

                One instance Mira wants to be a clam that buries itself under the sand. Every clam that buries itself makes a choice, to choose to disengage with its surrounding. Benefits of hiding are rampant for a clam. Seagulls have a harder time finding clams under the sand. Hence when a seagull needs a quick snack it will pick another clam, to fly up to the sun with and drop on the ground. The seagull will do this over and over again until the clam’s shell cracks. Mira later acknowledges these dead clams stating a piece of sand is not a piece of sand but a part of a dead clam shell. 

Creatures like the clam die so unremarkably that few notice. Hence the dead clam’s carcass blends into the sand itself a symbol of infinity. People try to avoid this feeling of the afterlife’s insignificance by building graveyards. People believe if they bury themselves in a large well-mowed green field that they will have lasting power. This assumption is false. Death is just part of life. Acceptance of the cycle of life is probably the hardest thing to understand. Some people fear death for their whole life. Those people never really live. Mira watches graveyards from the comfort of her car because she has jar coffee to finish. Outside of her car things are less knowable. She likes the security of being alone. Loneliness while sad has benefits like an extreme sense of calm. 

                Relationships bring something different than calm. Mira analyzes the people. A few times Mira meets a total weirdo like a guy afraid of elevators. That guy is afraid of commitment like ejaculating onto Mira’s stomach. That guy seems completely messed up. Moments occur where Mira wants to be as small as a little fairy guiding a person around. With great tininess comes little responsibility. Shrinking down into the size of nothing reduces the need to have anybody pay attention. Mira would nurture an earlobe relationship. Earlobes are the sweetest parts of a person’s body. Earlobes are the welcome mats of the ears. 

                Mira Gonzalez understands that being alone is fine. This is why much of the book deals with specific body parts, bones, hands, tip of the nose, back of the ear. Bodies are the most anxiety ridden things people have. ‘I will never be beautiful enough to make us beautiful together’ is the low-level anxiety of life perfected to an art form.

I will never be beautiful enough to make us beautiful together by Mira Gonzalez

                Mira Gonzalez describes life from a logical point of view. Throughout these poems she brings up recurring themes of drugs, alcohol, eating, sex and loneliness. Sex and loneliness can be the same thing. 

                Language used is hyper-specific. By using simple language Mira Gonzalez is able to describe deeper emotions. In order to accurately convey her feelings of loneliness which is not the same thing as sadness she describes the most mundane events of parties or waking up in the afternoon. History of her surroundings comes up. Sitting in her car becomes a comfortable experience. Disappointment rears its ugly head from relationships to an inability to breastfeed a small child. 

                One instance Mira wants to be a clam that buries itself under the sand. Every clam that buries itself makes a choice, to choose to disengage with its surrounding. Benefits of hiding are rampant for a clam. Seagulls have a harder time finding clams under the sand. Hence when a seagull needs a quick snack it will pick another clam, to fly up to the sun with and drop on the ground. The seagull will do this over and over again until the clam’s shell cracks. Mira later acknowledges these dead clams stating a piece of sand is not a piece of sand but a part of a dead clam shell. 

Creatures like the clam die so unremarkably that few notice. Hence the dead clam’s carcass blends into the sand itself a symbol of infinity. People try to avoid this feeling of the afterlife’s insignificance by building graveyards. People believe if they bury themselves in a large well-mowed green field that they will have lasting power. This assumption is false. Death is just part of life. Acceptance of the cycle of life is probably the hardest thing to understand. Some people fear death for their whole life. Those people never really live. Mira watches graveyards from the comfort of her car because she has jar coffee to finish. Outside of her car things are less knowable. She likes the security of being alone. Loneliness while sad has benefits like an extreme sense of calm. 

                Relationships bring something different than calm. Mira analyzes the people. A few times Mira meets a total weirdo like a guy afraid of elevators. That guy is afraid of commitment like ejaculating onto Mira’s stomach. That guy seems completely messed up. Moments occur where Mira wants to be as small as a little fairy guiding a person around. With great tininess comes little responsibility. Shrinking down into the size of nothing reduces the need to have anybody pay attention. Mira would nurture an earlobe relationship. Earlobes are the sweetest parts of a person’s body. Earlobes are the welcome mats of the ears. 

                Mira Gonzalez understands that being alone is fine. This is why much of the book deals with specific body parts, bones, hands, tip of the nose, back of the ear. Bodies are the most anxiety ridden things people have. ‘I will never be beautiful enough to make us beautiful together’ is the low-level anxiety of life perfected to an art form.

Selections from Willis Plummer’s Twitter by Willis Plummer, Edited by Mira Gonzalez



                What a man, what a man, what a man, what a very fine Willis Plummer. There is no need to say it again now. Willis Plummer has officially ‘made it’ with this life-altering appearance on Muumuu House. Many have been wowed and won over by his epic, drug-induced, mustache-referencing tweets. At this point in alt lit twitter selections count as some sort of ‘collection of letters’ because who writes letters anymore. In real life nobody can like or re-tweet a letter. Such things are heavily personal and on the internet it is never personal. Most of the internet, when it does un-follows states it is not personal simply professional, implying ‘twitter ratios’ that must be maintained. 

                The collection starts chronologically to see the tortured mind of a mustachioed miscreant. Willis contemplates his own death. Live-tweeting generally does not happen at funerals but there is always a ‘first time’ for everything. Hashtags on twitter are an important way to bring attention to one and partake in a corporate-sponsored decision. Or it could simply be a ‘trending topic’ which is equally scary, if not scarier. People on twitter can be terrifying things. Impulse tweets on twitter show the portrait of the user as an unredeemed asshole. Thankfully Willis Plummer makes twitter a better place. 

                Summertime shows some serious scary vibes. No man needs breast implants, not when food exists. There is also the ‘sitting in an office blankly staring at a computer screen’ regimen which really helps put on those pounds. At other points Willis looks up what the point might be to having such a tiny sauce pan. Clearly he has never fed a fairy. That’s why his mustache weighs him down. Facial hair in general prevents smiling and laughter. Santa Claus only laughs because he does a ton of drugs. 

                That’s certainly Willis’s plan. Xanax takes up a large majority of his tweets. Many have written extensively about Xanax, including Tao Lin some alt lit bro. Getting a MacArthur grant to surf the internet sure would be grand. Unfortunately the MacArthur committee realized it was foolish to give out grants to people surfing the internet. Carles of Hipster Runoff fame still lives off of his MacArthur grant because he rarely needs sunlight or food anymore. Poor Willis can’t remember the last time he didn’t take drugs. Are drugs the new hugs? This is scary. Brave New World is here and people are lining up just to get down. 

                Mira Gonzalez edited these lovely tweets together. She certainly has a way with her careful selections, focusing on the funniest and bleakest tweets. Together Mira and Willis form an unstoppable duo that has never met.

Selections from Willis Plummer’s Twitter by Willis Plummer, Edited by Mira Gonzalez

                What a man, what a man, what a man, what a very fine Willis Plummer. There is no need to say it again now. Willis Plummer has officially ‘made it’ with this life-altering appearance on Muumuu House. Many have been wowed and won over by his epic, drug-induced, mustache-referencing tweets. At this point in alt lit twitter selections count as some sort of ‘collection of letters’ because who writes letters anymore. In real life nobody can like or re-tweet a letter. Such things are heavily personal and on the internet it is never personal. Most of the internet, when it does un-follows states it is not personal simply professional, implying ‘twitter ratios’ that must be maintained. 

                The collection starts chronologically to see the tortured mind of a mustachioed miscreant. Willis contemplates his own death. Live-tweeting generally does not happen at funerals but there is always a ‘first time’ for everything. Hashtags on twitter are an important way to bring attention to one and partake in a corporate-sponsored decision. Or it could simply be a ‘trending topic’ which is equally scary, if not scarier. People on twitter can be terrifying things. Impulse tweets on twitter show the portrait of the user as an unredeemed asshole. Thankfully Willis Plummer makes twitter a better place. 

                Summertime shows some serious scary vibes. No man needs breast implants, not when food exists. There is also the ‘sitting in an office blankly staring at a computer screen’ regimen which really helps put on those pounds. At other points Willis looks up what the point might be to having such a tiny sauce pan. Clearly he has never fed a fairy. That’s why his mustache weighs him down. Facial hair in general prevents smiling and laughter. Santa Claus only laughs because he does a ton of drugs. 

                That’s certainly Willis’s plan. Xanax takes up a large majority of his tweets. Many have written extensively about Xanax, including Tao Lin some alt lit bro. Getting a MacArthur grant to surf the internet sure would be grand. Unfortunately the MacArthur committee realized it was foolish to give out grants to people surfing the internet. Carles of Hipster Runoff fame still lives off of his MacArthur grant because he rarely needs sunlight or food anymore. Poor Willis can’t remember the last time he didn’t take drugs. Are drugs the new hugs? This is scary. Brave New World is here and people are lining up just to get down. 

                Mira Gonzalez edited these lovely tweets together. She certainly has a way with her careful selections, focusing on the funniest and bleakest tweets. Together Mira and Willis form an unstoppable duo that has never met.

Two Poems by Mira Gonzalez



               Mira Gonzalez lives the sloth life. Waking up at 2 PM is sloth-like. Drinking at 3 PM may be out of control. People who drink that early in the day are party people, if it is done on a regular basis. An occasional afternoon buzz can be a good thing. These are the sorts of things to do in moderation. Remember balance. Moderation creates balance and balance creates calm. Wonder about that guy’s party. Why is an expectant father out partying it up with cute literary types like Mira? He is probably preparing to be a cool dad. But whatever these things are normal for a Friday. Out of all days of the week Fridays are the least stable, with all the hope and pent-all anxiety from the week released in a single night. It is before the weekend happens and disappoints. Usually dates happen on Fridays for the same reason, to start something new like a relationship or whatever people do nowadays. 

                Relationships are crazy, lazy things. After enough time they can become complacent. Generally it is a good idea to maintain good relationships with former sex partners. If the friendship is maintained that means a free wedding invite later on in life. Seeing someone who you used to have sex with getting married is one of the most conflicted experiences one can have in life. On one hand you figure ‘Oh cool I got to have sex with them without a wedding or a plan or anything’. On the other hand there’s a whole ‘Oh I wonder what would have happened if I had a plan of some sort rather than drifting aimlessly through life’. 

                Depression is a fish one can catch. Since the fish is depressed and indifferent about life, it doesn’t care if it gets caught or anything. There are plenty of other fish in the sea. And that fish only lived to go to school, gaining liberal arts major and eventually settling into a boring yet pleasant 9 to 5 job in a painfully unsexy suburb near a major metropolitan area. 

                The sea comes up a lot in these two poems. Mira feels like 400 dead jellyfish on the freeway. Poor jellyfish, they never got caught by Spongebob on his frequent ‘jelly-fishing’ excursions. On the beach she touches a crab, a sea urchin, and a squishy thing. The squishy thing was a sloth heart, busy soaking up the sun’s rays, trying to get progressively less EMO. Good thing she took all those Red Bulls. Every time somebody drinks that many Red Bulls time tends to speed up.

                Mira Gonzalez is probably the best thing to come out of California since that other thing.

Two Poems by Mira Gonzalez

               Mira Gonzalez lives the sloth life. Waking up at 2 PM is sloth-like. Drinking at 3 PM may be out of control. People who drink that early in the day are party people, if it is done on a regular basis. An occasional afternoon buzz can be a good thing. These are the sorts of things to do in moderation. Remember balance. Moderation creates balance and balance creates calm. Wonder about that guy’s party. Why is an expectant father out partying it up with cute literary types like Mira? He is probably preparing to be a cool dad. But whatever these things are normal for a Friday. Out of all days of the week Fridays are the least stable, with all the hope and pent-all anxiety from the week released in a single night. It is before the weekend happens and disappoints. Usually dates happen on Fridays for the same reason, to start something new like a relationship or whatever people do nowadays. 

                Relationships are crazy, lazy things. After enough time they can become complacent. Generally it is a good idea to maintain good relationships with former sex partners. If the friendship is maintained that means a free wedding invite later on in life. Seeing someone who you used to have sex with getting married is one of the most conflicted experiences one can have in life. On one hand you figure ‘Oh cool I got to have sex with them without a wedding or a plan or anything’. On the other hand there’s a whole ‘Oh I wonder what would have happened if I had a plan of some sort rather than drifting aimlessly through life’. 

                Depression is a fish one can catch. Since the fish is depressed and indifferent about life, it doesn’t care if it gets caught or anything. There are plenty of other fish in the sea. And that fish only lived to go to school, gaining liberal arts major and eventually settling into a boring yet pleasant 9 to 5 job in a painfully unsexy suburb near a major metropolitan area. 

                The sea comes up a lot in these two poems. Mira feels like 400 dead jellyfish on the freeway. Poor jellyfish, they never got caught by Spongebob on his frequent ‘jelly-fishing’ excursions. On the beach she touches a crab, a sea urchin, and a squishy thing. The squishy thing was a sloth heart, busy soaking up the sun’s rays, trying to get progressively less EMO. Good thing she took all those Red Bulls. Every time somebody drinks that many Red Bulls time tends to speed up.

                Mira Gonzalez is probably the best thing to come out of California since that other thing.