poem: interview with the musician

millennial miasma, she says my best work is my
nostalgia. critic who called the intended readership of sally rooney
novels: the generation spending their student loan repayment
payouts on turmeric lattes; critic who called the
gen z scene frictionless: their “scene” is the
spotify algorithm. and I find this oddly appealing oddly sad
I am here in the call-out! critic who says babes in toyland radicalized
her and now driving her daughter to soccer practice, who is filling
the Hole. who will fill her hole – the boys in the post post
emo scene, when their miasma is myopic and I imagined
them, wet and frictionless, as proxy for
my turmoil. what was it like writing an album about
depression? about what? (I listened to all of After Laughter
over and over when I wanted
to die.) critic who is I, who I read in the back of the book,
who I read in the New Yorker. the tote bag replaced my
fascination with death. the post post emo
boy with smooth skin, in a ball in his room. who is here
for us when the scene/when the music
runs dry. the musician says I don’t know
I guess people grow up