Monthly Archives: March 2023

all sex resets

Dear Residents, (pt. 3) A gentle reminder that all gerbil removers should be stalled/or emailed to the off-license mandrill. After office hours, please call the froth destroyer. Please do not stop the malformation stalks or call the stalks directly or … Continue reading

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in (my) this neighborhood pt. 23

What I’m Reading: “The world is washedin yellow,& behind eachdoor — another door.” — Marisa Siegel / “Dear Emily”

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called for colors (redux)

American Scree 19 (erasure / blot poem #66) He demons in language.During his compositions not to cognition The letters instead The letterskind of flashycorrespond to kindof potential colors,whose called for colors, high pitchedevokeimage lights imagery,a whole kind of citydistanced from emphasis … Continue reading

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in (my) this neighborhood pt.22

What I’m Reading: “I have nothing to give and make a poor servant,but I can praise the spring.” — Linda Gregg / “Taken By Each Thing”

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six-mile iguana

seismograph wine (haiku) pollinate crosswindride the six-mile iguanabwana johnny time What I’m Reading: “And poetry isn’t deadIt’s gone to live on an upstate farmThe world is like that alsoGetting over its need to be seen” — Sarah Jean Grimm / … Continue reading

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bouquet of bones

The Best Stuff I (Barely) Read This Week “Pick your place anywhere in the world and Great Salt Lake is a mirror reflecting a flashing light on what is coming and what is already here. Our natural touchstones of joy … Continue reading

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wear my cassock

These Wires Are Live I was begat by malpractice & malfeasanceDeath had no use for me Because I would not squat for deathThere would be no dearth of fezzes(and jaunty chapeaus) Have I got a crazy memory for you—Nine pigsties … Continue reading

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gloaming comes on

dogma puzzle an elegiac dogma puzzle a threnody absurd & atonal life is: fuck fuck fuckity fuck (not sexual) so often dark dark darkity dark (terribly dark) enjoy the respites, enjoy the ephemeral— the transient transits of sun the sun … Continue reading

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be the signified

A Stiction Fiction (redux) “You fill me with stiction.” “Friction?” “No. Stiction. “Shouldn’t it be inertia?” “No, stiction, damn it!” “Sorry, I don’t know what that is.” He was filled with a horror and a hate so acute at that … Continue reading

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zero zero zero

Woodpecker Sentinels Fishwife come, fishwife served.The Moon’s components spatial,Sunward-facing, a constraint—A stationmaster of flux. Asteroids lightweight & streak—Chockful of RNA stuff & Vitamin B3 residues—Dash the black void. Fishmonger plumbed, fishmonger unnerved.Woodpecker sentinelsPound out a binary syncopation—One, zero, one, one, … Continue reading

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