Monthly Archives: January 2024

inability to adapt

Posted on January 21, 2024 by istsfor manity

The Best Stuff I Read This Week “I’m not into resolutions—though I understand why people like them. Every revolution of a circle brings with it something like another chance to step into our own stories differently. It’s also true every … Continue reading →

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all western rib

Posted on January 20, 2024 by istsfor manity

scribblin ise got music innadivine way and thingsto tha heart ise not in tha mood for americansplendor—ise got socio-political scabs—rat-scabies / virulence / in the gloaming yearsof empire / desire / wese got idiosyncratic news—all the newsthats fit to fix … Continue reading →

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nuts for books

Posted on January 19, 2024 by istsfor manity

stuff overheard yesterday Do you have an account with us? … driven by a snaking bassline … Instead of The Bear I meant The Beef. My son is absolutely nuts for books. I did, however, buy a pair of really … Continue reading →

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hourly at :23

Posted on January 18, 2024 by istsfor manity

We Ask … of Divination Dear Residents, We ask of divination no deviation from devotion to the caw and cedilla. We ask that you please use cedar chips while entering the garage as the bullfight ring and kitty litter obscure … Continue reading →

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outside of history

Posted on January 17, 2024 by istsfor manity

Oneiric Thing Fade in. Write you into a dream. It becomes nightmare. WASP-69b. All shadow despite the flames ringing the frame. Aggravated arpeggios plinked by helium horns on hydrogen bushes. Something vast, sinuous and sinister, undulates beyond the horizon. Outside … Continue reading →

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siroccos for company

Posted on January 16, 2024 by istsfor manity

on the move (ukiah•tanka) yellow umbrellas sproutingin the rainforestcanopies of the insects orange gates appearin the desert signalinghumans on the movemass migrations from the heatsiroccos for company What I’m Reading: “Jan.16.2022 They drop the morphine under your tongue. Howit must … Continue reading →

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the terminal point

Posted on January 15, 2024 by istsfor manity

Wanes I trap my shadow.I pin it by footpad to the concrete.I crush it. Happiness wanesAt the terminal point—At the edge of the nimbus. What I’m Reading: “the darkness is as heavy as he is himself, he thinks, and the darkness … Continue reading →

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an embroidered wound

Posted on January 14, 2024 by istsfor manity

The Best Stuff I Read This Week “If I lean in,I can hear all the words said in yourlife, now in a different order. There’s stillno love, even though I’ve looked through all thewords twice. — Victoria Chang / “Today” … Continue reading →

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super-sized syzygy

Posted on January 13, 2024 by istsfor manity

Instead of I Love You I’d rather say… My heart, a meatgrinder pulse in your cosmic stew churns out galaxies of beatpoet farrago. Each beat splicing and fractionating you into every nightmare, every delirium, every synaptic Fata Morgana. You’re the … Continue reading →

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angels bullfight fireflies

Posted on January 12, 2024 by istsfor manity

drink bulldog benefactor alcohols the bite—spindles the jab firework atlas sahib jackboots the algorithm—compliant cerberus-headed and addled—i hold u in there is no need for intent or evacuation—angels bullfight firefliesdrink What I’m Reading: “we surrendertwo birdsandthree children in the furnace” … Continue reading →

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