please call me

Apologia Sine Qua Pfft! (2016 Found Email in Trash Folder)

Dear Chunky,

What in the hell has happened to the word of the day email. Why is it suddenly festooned with all these “Jail Hillary” ads and links to Donald Trump related stories? What gives? I much prefer the “25 Dog Breeds That Live Longer” ads… or…

Listen, I’m pissed with this change. I’m an artist, damn it!

I am a creator of worlds. I am a filmmaker. I am a writer. I create worlds whole cloth. I create worlds couched in the truths of our world. I create worlds based on my own life story.

A debauched woman, say, who may have been on her way to some karmic retribution—it would have been fitting, I think—it’ll have to wait until another time…

Coldcake Face

Dear Coldcake Face,

Please call me if you find my prescription sunglasses. I was sitting on red bench out front when I dropped them on the ground.. HELP please!!!!!


What I’m Reading:

“You are so opaque
to me your brief moments
of apparent transparency

seem fraudulent windows
in a Brutalist structure
everyone admires.”

— Maureen N. McLane / “They Were Not Kidding in the Fourteenth Century”

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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