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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....

a barbarian squirrel

we need copier paper please include your inhumanityalong with the jackpotyou are plateful to bring we are still in need of wadsto bake (or bring from a point etc.)a battery of constabularies inhibition plateausthe jack-in-the-box novelistwho dollies his firebombs and … Continue reading

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with wounded nerves

The Best Stuff I Read This Week “Some people believe that if they were to join the climate movement now, they would be among the last. But that is very far from true. In fact, if you do decide to … Continue reading

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interstices interstices (redux)

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to the rhythm

Plashed (haiku) The petrichor bloomedRain plashed & drummed my dread headDrowned to the rhythm What I’m Reading: “This is the age of the great greenwashing machine.” — Greta Thunberg / The Climate Book

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staring mouths agape

Legend of Howling Man I forgot to tell you! The hairy (back hair) guy we saw the other day, on Perkins St., is howling man! I saw him yesterday, shirtless and in shorts again, in 36 degree weather during my … Continue reading

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a weird energy

7 Seconds So Salubrious 1. This writer’s weevils are roosting in the endive. 2. Debug your respirator if you have not. 3. Retrieve your half-brother & samovar from the half-note sanatorium. 4. The Englishman’s welt & the enema sampler will … Continue reading

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songs sung true

A Pall (haiku, tanka, ukiah) The snow falls like ashFrom a nuclear winter—Sorrow songs sung true. There are some good days,When voices of exile bray:The start is the end.The mournful rumble we hearWidens a crack in our souls. Our voices … Continue reading

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new post-apocalypse

She Can’t Remember A new year brings the promise of more longanimity and asceticism. Nothing is as safe she expects in the age of vulnerability and shame. She liked it more when every emotional situation didn’t need a “name” where … Continue reading

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can’t make sense

The Best Stuff I Read This Week “… racism is about power, and the solving of it relies in part on people being willing to give up power.” — Hanif Abdurraqib / A Little Devil in America “… noncooperation with … Continue reading

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the psychosis dry

Monocle Eye It’s a tinderbox of yield again.Please renew your bile personality,Your bigamist persecutions,Your bigwig persimmons. The anteroom persuasion femurIs $25.00 per grudge. Brass electrodes—$1.00.Truncheon—Free. Your felonies pass for antelope bile.Your peewits walk on our farewell drugs. I’m on a … Continue reading

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