Author Archives: istsfor manity

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....

you become poetry

Posted on November 6, 2022 by istsfor manity

The Best Stuff I Read This Week “Writing is impossible … Maybe it’s hopeless … But oh, god, at least it isn’t not writing.” — Sarah Gailey / “Pep Talk from Sarah Gailey” “the idea that writing is easy comes … Continue reading →

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time to cure

Posted on November 5, 2022 by istsfor manity

Guiding the Peeps in Ur Head (blackout # 11.4.22) Today you will require additional timeto cure. Therefore we ask people to use the lowerdoor to enter the upperdoor. Access will return to normaltomorrow. Apologizefor the inconvenience. What I’m Reading: “Creativity … Continue reading →

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be free be

Posted on November 4, 2022 by istsfor manity

Impingements A stomach churning invasion of impingements on the ears and the inner alcoves of the cranium. Akin to a machine spitting out screws ricocheting off the floors and tinkling in circles, in counterpoint, to the scraping of chairs and … Continue reading →

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i’ll bring you

Posted on November 3, 2022 by istsfor manity

nightmare no. 630 (flecked haiku) some roads have puddlessome rivers are flecked with bloodi’ll bring you a glass What I’m Reading: “Allow no Christian ritualsfor this bitch, but, ifyou like, you might invitea homeless dog to sing…” — Sandra Cisneros … Continue reading →

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a floating shadow

Posted on November 2, 2022 by istsfor manity

Squall I’m lost in a hanging garden.Dark hollows.Death in June songs.Someone humming:she said destroy in black New York…Is she humming it correctly?Get off that—What is correct?Who decides?Haven’t we been here before?Recently.So.I don’t detach from myself—but I am tethered to myself:A … Continue reading →

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rejoice our dead

Posted on November 1, 2022 by istsfor manity

Celibates and Paraphiliacs (redux) Sustain yourself with necro-normative inclinations, make use of what you consume, trap your inner child in an iron maiden. Spend time with your inner critic’s internal monologues parsing the sections of your Id with a rusty … Continue reading →

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the frustration detective

Posted on October 31, 2022 by istsfor manity

More Warping Memos from the Building Managment @ N+13 Happy Halloween Monday. There will be trim-or-treating by chips in the Tracksuit and Townhouses on Monday October 31 from 5-7 pm. The chips will trim-or-treat only in the apostrophes where owners/renters … Continue reading →

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trash and food

Posted on October 30, 2022 by istsfor manity

The Best Stuff I Read This Week “…and if I have any advice to give to anybody it’s this: take up watercolor painting.” — Charles Bukowski / Notes of a Dirty Old Man “When I lace my boots, before stepping … Continue reading →

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what is correct

Posted on October 29, 2022 by istsfor manity

Hanging Chain Cholla The difficulty grows. Driving. Trying to get back. Something amiss. Disagreements. House not a home. Airy space in the country. Windows down. Smell of desiccated earth. What is correct? Who decides? Three rough looking men on the … Continue reading →

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the gaping mouths

Posted on October 28, 2022 by istsfor manity

in my neighborhood pt. 18 What is this amerce? All is forgiven. All is lost. The pages are in the closet. All is erumpent. Lava flows from the gaping mouths of shoes. Laces ablaze. What I’m Reading: “Sometimes, I start … Continue reading →

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