welt on your

Beyond Grammar

Clothes hoist. They can’t stop every time it gets windy or they’ll never finish the job. Don’t disturb Papa. He’ll rage out of the room and throw darts at us. I wish we had never given him that dartboard as a present—it doesn’t matter how professional grade a set it is. We’re the ones who have been the targets of those darts. Look at that welt on your temple—it still looks angry as hell…

A kind of ode to money for which the widower shines. I’ve been drinking and my alexandrines are sleek by the dozen, she said. Here, look, a whole armada of alexandrines. For food I had guayaba and queso blanco—the breakfast of conquistadors with too much time on their hands, and hairs on their hides. We’ve run out of auto-da-fe candidates, he says. Go bugger yourself, she says. Do you just live beyond quotation marks now?

i live beyond grammar and orthography she said
rules are for rabbits dont u know
and philology is the is valium for the gods
i will go on as i wish making myself seen and heard by the dusty corner of our southwest wall
i become unmoored
an a syntacticle mispeleing fer pleashur n shur to pleace no von
im a lower case werd person with nuthin 2 loos

¿Que tu dices?

“Paternal authority is, of all authorities, the one most inimical to poetry.”

— Noémi Lefebvre / Poetics of Work

About istsfor manity

i'm a truncated word-person looking for an assemblage of extracted teeth in a tent full of mosquitoes (and currently writing a novel without writing a novel word) and pulling nothing but the difficult out of the top hat while the bunny munches grass in the hallway. you might say: i’m thee asynchronous voice over in search of a film....
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