Monthly Archives: August 2025

do not stop

Posted on August 31, 2025 by istsfor manity

Memorable Stuff I Read This Week My parents took me to Red Lobster to tell me they were getting adivorce. Parents always take you to Red Lobster when they need totell you something awful and important, like failure. They figure … Continue reading →

next big thing

Posted on August 30, 2025 by istsfor manity

addled spotlight tour ain’t no wind bearing the word or the next big thing. i’m one to keep the substances keeping out, then add—be made to heel. all exaggeration and no aggravation! more core centuries of mistaken indexed identities. you’re … Continue reading →

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enough of that

Posted on August 29, 2025 by istsfor manity

FORMATTING: (redux) press the eject + cut the tape “… if the story is starting to feel very forced, or if you become excited about an alternate possibility for your story, feel free to abandon or modify one of these … Continue reading →

it is impossible

Posted on August 28, 2025 by istsfor manity

textures are failing it is impossible to failif u don’t neglect the watershedinspiration to exasperation the black bileof a black age coursingthru ur vena cava inflamed + debasedwith the glory of theeall mighty failure fail fail again failuntil the cows … Continue reading →

the gorilla glass

Posted on August 25, 2025 by istsfor manity

disengagement / engagement . . . and with a deep suspiration she set her thumbs to tapping on the gorilla glass: a disconnect with attainment of desired goalsa disconnect with engagement of daily responsibilitiesa disconnect with realizing this awareness and … Continue reading →

larger youtube following

Posted on August 24, 2025 by istsfor manity

Memorable Stuff I Read This Week The men who carry the stretcher move with urgency, as if the doing of care, of gentleness, can undo what has happened to this girl, to this place, to the bodies yet to be … Continue reading →

poetic about werewolves

Posted on August 23, 2025 by istsfor manity

Dilatory Prelate (redux) The prelate drafts an encyclical announcing that the werewolves and camellias will be delivered on Friday to all diocese in the mountainous regions. It encourages all Englishmen and yogis to traipse about nude and re-stage the highlights … Continue reading →

one thing reel

Posted on August 22, 2025 by istsfor manity

decenter the I tanka flickering my eyesi will decenter the Ilike a flicker film caught in the gate / melting down /the WE — is the one thing reel What I’m Reading: i’d wolf abuela’s nopales and howl this resuscitated … Continue reading →

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heighten the parallax

Posted on August 21, 2025 by istsfor manity

i squeeze an eye tanka i squeeze an eye shutto heighten the parallaxthe world looks better in this way the world askewappears to gain equipoise What I’m Reading: I am drunk. Forgive me that I couldn’t bearto see you off, … Continue reading →

the menu incarnate

Posted on August 20, 2025 by istsfor manity

Ready to Order With the waiter largely offscreen, none of the cheeses are what they seem . . . Absorbing his friend’s accident—a taciturn stoicism gone limitless and flagrant—growing increasingly unsettling as midnight strikes and the Gouda appears. Bystanders switch … Continue reading →