in the blue

drink a jug

of sunshine
straight up—
by the river
engorged with victims
down from the hills—
roiling in mud

the sun—
it’s work undone—
in the blue

“i’m writing these words to quench my thirst. i write alone in the hopes that i would write myself into exhaustion.”

— Truong Tran / from “begin again”

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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