Monthly Archives: August 2022

who says it’s

who? who?who’s says it’s hot?who? What I’m Reading: “The world is neon in the gloaming quiet.” — Peter Gizzi / “Song”

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i’ll help you

hold on i’ll help you—hold on—paradise is flailing—it’s too hot or too cold—too parched or waterlogged—the ice age is coming—the sun’s zooming in—the ice caps are melting—we’ve lost the sweet spot—418.90 ppm—1.2° C—meltdown expected—the wheat is growing thin—crises abound—keep hope … Continue reading

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by cooking meat

The Best Stuff I Read This Week “She always knew that she was too small and stupid to lead a revolution, but she had hoped she could at least imagine one. She takes a deep breath, attacked by an awareness … Continue reading

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the room full

What I’m Reading: “My kind of Sunday, your kneesbuffalo and kicking up plains.” — Arisa White / “Curious and Counting”

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browns & withers

Driving the Heat Dome Traveling sorts her memories.Driving to Miami sharpensher father’s voice—like acidcatalyzing in her ears boringa ragged chute to her amygdala—simultaneously black-holing her backwardand shooting her into an uncertain futurefull of Get to Know Jesus and Get Your … Continue reading

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she feels better

Fear (haiku) The Fear Contagion:Taking Control. Stockpiling.She feels better now. What I’m Reading: “. . . Violence is done and historyrecords it. Gold ruins us. Men ruin us.” — Ada Limón / “How We See Each Other”

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the swish sultanas

Penumbra Heart You brought a felon backbone to the party. You panned the bouffant directory to the leftspeakers and no longer backclothed the swish sultanas. You are indecent with your handcart ducklings, dripping wet florins, and praise-wet stampedes—your sister-in-law dirging … Continue reading

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of a post

going to florida i didnt stop thinkingi just stopped writing for the daybefore my mind caught windof my lack of a post so i went to florida—or i planned on goingto florida— and all i got were these . . … Continue reading

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the wah wah

pure happenstance tanka pound hippo tamerbizarre verbal tapestryfuzzbox high steppershe stomps the wah wah pedalat the event horizon What I’m Reading: “I smell something soupish, sour and dank and it’sfilled with weeds like roughcat tongues…” — Diane Seuss / “backyard … Continue reading

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beyond anyone’s control

The Best Stuff I Read This Week “Reading this book reminded me of watching a cat lick a dog’s eye goo.” — Dwight Garner, review of Jared Kushner’s Breaking History / The New York Times “She attaches her gaze to … Continue reading

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