the autumn winds

Posted on October 9, 2022 by istsfor manity

in my neighborhood pt. 16

What I’m Reading:

“The blackbird whirled in the autumn winds.
It was a small part of the pantomime.”

— Wallace Stevens / “Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird”

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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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