Monthly Archives: June 2025

cusp of space-time

Entropy Schmentropy (redux) She was crowned Queen of the Universe The Anti-Christ teetered at the edge of the balance beamon the cusp of space-time A crowd gathered on the accretion disk keenfor a victor The supergiant elliptical galaxy IC 1101 was unmoved—filled … Continue reading

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in this (my) neighborhood pt. 98 (65 miles across connecticut edition)

What I’m Reading: In the long hallway, everyone’s doors were closed. I touched every doorknob and saw myself magnified. — Callie Siskel / “Echo”

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all existential pathfinders

Memorable Stuff I Read This Week In the end, we are all existential pathfinders: We select among the paths life affords, and then, when those paths no longer work for us, we edit them and innovate as necessary. The tricky … Continue reading

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all over again

She Said (redux) She said to herself: Thanks for renting a space in this life. Despite the scrofulous and desiccate in life you stayed around to witness the swirling swallows above, and their reflected pantomime in the water below—a whirlwind … Continue reading

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no longer holds

cross-wired (redux) the morality of it doesn’t enter in to any of this we can hold two mutually contradictory ideasin mind at the same time fritillaryherbaceous& compromised as a corpus callosumthat no longer holdsa mind together cross-wired and twisted beyond … Continue reading

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earth a cinder

a cinder haiku stepped out of the firestraight into the frying panthe earth a cinder What I’m Reading: We have known for more than a century about the climate consequences of burning fossil fuels. And it wasn’t just the scientists … Continue reading

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worn pouffy sieges

Sense / Relatives (redux) Then there was my uncle Mao. His own generational AI—his Little Red Bookworm in the rainstorm and no one left wanting his worn pouffy sieges. But that’s exactly what my underage blackguard aunt wore on her spectacles so … Continue reading

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in my neighborhood pt. 97

What I’m Reading: This is warso all the birds would flee — Irma Pineda / “This is war”

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all we’ve got

Memorable Stuff I Read This Week I gotta tellthe truth—sometimes,people are not born, some of us fall into this world — Hílda Davis / “Pilate ponders where she belongs” The thing that makes life interesting is that it ends. The … Continue reading

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thing about florida

Don’t The hibiscus were impartial but patricide was the topic of conversation, not the usual coacktail party banter. A dragonfly drained a pistil daiquiri, while a croo of white ibis pecked at some takeaway boxes, and Lagartija Ron watched silently … Continue reading

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