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Monthly Archives: June 2021
accretion disk keen
Entropy Schmentropy She was crowned Queen of the Universe The Anti-Christ teetered at the edge of the balance beamon the cusp of spacetime A crowd gathered on the accretion disk keenfor a victor The supergiant elliptical galaxy IC 1101 was … Continue reading
a portent unsought
Crow Haiku (Terminal Interlude) Two crows on the railOne seethes, quails, a fish in beakA portent unsought “For the shape of loneliness is a holeWithout any edges, finallyThe entire universe whistles through it.” — Patricia Goedicke / “Though It Looks … Continue reading
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Tagged Crows, Dream Notation, Haiku, Hybrid writing, Paranoiac-Critical, Poetry, Writing
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blood and betrayal
case #63 (redux) if i jaywalkedwould you wax lyric and macrophagic? a stay at home order is extendedyou never stop writing even when you’re not writingviral loads and virtual loafsyou don’t post when there’s another temporary stop gap to appease … Continue reading
scrofulous and desiccate
She Said She said to herself: Thanks for renting a space in this life. Despite the scrofulous and desiccate in life you stayed around to witness the swirling swallows above, and their reflected pantomime in the water below—a whirlwind of … Continue reading
to the decompression
The Longest Day The smoke trees blared their summer green. There was deliberation in her fibrillation. Her heart fluttered like an insensate butterfly—heliotropic, yet abjured to the sun. The world is my pistil, she said—a fluttering cavorting beastie—a moment of … Continue reading
interlude iii:
Department of Returns Department of Retinues Department of Retinas “And the eggs, they’re always cheaperThe day after EasterAnd I know, oh, I knowIt must be hard to pass ’em by” — Squid / “Documentary Filmmaker”
rag and bone
The Tug of Ghosts It seemed to her she was always leaving, or someone was leaving her. Her father disappeared one day when she was ten. Her mother disappeared into a fog of alcohol and mental illness the next year—and … Continue reading
full of sick
Interlude II: Che Guevara’s Bequest: Vallegrande, Bolivia, 1967 (redux) A tinny mambo is piped from the roomspewingsick yellow-green fluorescence. The radiator squeals,brass electrodes buzz;blood-crusted, unnoticed,Che Guevara’s finger liesin a dusty corner covered with mitesescapingthe evil heat. “We’re investing, as a … Continue reading
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Tagged Che Guevara, Creative Writing, Dream Notation, Paranoiac-Critical, Poetry, Writing
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ignition doesn’t catch
A Muzz of Voices (Sorta’ Redux SoFla Version) She understands nothing. She tries, squint-eyed, to turn her brain over. Without spark, the ignition doesn’t catch. She sees herself, monochromatic, on the screen of her childhood 1974 Panasonic TV. Her father … Continue reading
again & again
Words Failed Her Time & Time Again & Again “Who killed the pork chops? / What price bananas? / Are you my Angel?” — Allen Ginsberg / “A Supermarket in California”
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