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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....

look like crap

Overheard at the Experimental Music Festival (Friday Edition) I warn you, my cat likes to sleep on people… P.M.S.—stands for “putting up with male shit…” The skill set that I have is so unique… I look like crap… Are you … Continue reading

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at the festival

Overheard at the Experimental Music Festival (Thursday Night Edition) It’s in ancient Greek and you would not understand… Oh, John has such a refined ear—he can tell you if it’s in the seventh… I have my own studio. I’m poor, … Continue reading

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at your heels

Graupel Graupel? How could there be the slightest hint of graupel during two 70-degree days in mid-January? We’ll soon be burning in a hellish wasteland—so why bother? Just keep moving forward. Get going—it’s worthwhile to roll your boulder up the … Continue reading

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rush gain ground

“wolves, lower” (found tanka) the mountains sheetedice and snow silent and tautsnow peaks cut the skythe steaming wolves—rush—gain groundtaking of life forbidden What I’m Reading: “For my part, I travel not to go anywhere, but to go. I travel for … Continue reading

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a few teeth

Crown No. 14 (redux) I sat down brusquely on the dentist’s chair feeling I was about to get routed in some manner. Mint green all about the place. The trickling of water somewhere by my knees. “Do you want the … Continue reading

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the heat dome

Your Ruff Collar, My Millstone (redux) We live under the heat dome. I see you across the barren parklet.You are eating bits of soft pink flesh. My hair wilts.Your curls frizz. I lick the hot sauce off my fingers.You yell … Continue reading

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rarely about intention

The Best Stuff I Read This Week “History is one war after another with a bunch of murders and natural disasters in between.” — Sarah Vowell / Assassination Vacation “The last time there was this much carbon dioxide in the … Continue reading

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(a day) in my neighborhood pt. 39

What I’m Reading: “I’m more of a Ten Commandments, rule-of-law girl myself. The closest I’ve ever come to anarchy is buying a Sex Pistols record.” — Sarah Vowell / Assassination Vacation

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feel eat wonder

wonder (found & reassembled neon ekphrasis) wonder how it feels to dance / touchflirt with the muse? steal the smoke of flashneon / touch touch each other / communicateuse wonder — FEEL eat wonder — relax / singplease ask / … Continue reading

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life + death

upon a human effigy jar (haiku) human effigybare maize cob—bones without fleshjar of life + death What I’m Reading: “Indigenous thinkers not only acknowledge contingency and humans’ lack of control in the world; they also see it as empowering and … Continue reading

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