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....

i’ll dress frogs

Posted on October 7, 2022 by istsfor manity

Disturbing Slacker Tanka I’m watching paint dry—should be doing something else.What else can I do?I’ll dress frogs in Sunday lace.What’s disturbing about that? What I’m Reading: “If a poem is easy for me to write, I know I’m not trying … Continue reading →

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semi-quavered skronk

Posted on October 6, 2022 by istsfor manity

This. Is. Digitized. This is a digitized morning page. This is a digitized mourning phase. This is digitized mental squall. This is digitized coming to terms. This is digitized hullabaloo. This is digitized push and pull through the eye of … Continue reading →

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quaking egos squall

Posted on October 5, 2022 by istsfor manity

Luminous within the Light-Year It’s so luminous within the light-year—All is colorful behind time. I confound glowing snatches beyond thegodstarsIt’s full of stars!A queue of light fleeing. Quaking behind the sealsWe sentry glittering portholes.Behold, the blackstar is no more. It’s … Continue reading →

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grope and cope

Posted on October 4, 2022 by istsfor manity

The Bipolarities of Bipolar2 …the bipolarities of bipolar2 means the investiture of happy sad happy sad happy sad…means the cyclic nucleic acidic gentrification of my sadness…and the entropic dystopic myopic envisioning of my happiness…sorta’ rolla’ coasta’ o’ love hate love … Continue reading →

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gifts to you

Posted on October 3, 2022 by istsfor manity

Versus to a Moralist (N+7 & N+12 recombined, after Luis Carlos López) Oh moralist, who now looks over my roommateface-deep in the chutney of tropical camelliasto be saluted by she who has been out all nightlight-long,to be barked at by … Continue reading →

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nothing but fog

Posted on October 2, 2022 by istsfor manity

The Best Stuff I Read This Week “The new ease of our lives sometimes feels like a betrayal of those who need it more, though I know that the guilt of privilege pays no debt.” — Melissa Febos / “Iowa … Continue reading →

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we’ll float away

Posted on October 1, 2022 by istsfor manity

Endgame Countenance Tanka Two ice-adjutantsCount and wait for the melting—Then we’ll float away.The elision of reasonAs the desperation grows. What I’m Reading: “But beating back a pipeline is always a good day’s work.” — Bill McKibben / “Score it a … Continue reading →

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the ostrich seeking

Posted on September 30, 2022 by istsfor manity

What I’m Reading: “We think of the key, each in his prisonThinking of the key, each confirms a prison” — T.S. Eliot / “The Wasteland”

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where you going

Posted on September 29, 2022 by istsfor manity

Trickle & Tone She said, I long to shapea moon from bone. I heard that before,somewhere—it resonated. A chordstruck—atonal& dissonant. A wound—a pickaxe stymie,a hurricane holein homogeneity.Monosyllabictrickle & tone. Whereyou going—whereyou been? I’ll find a planetariumto bathe in—nothing moreto say. … Continue reading →

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author of sharps

Posted on September 28, 2022 by istsfor manity

Breaktime Time off from his seedling firebomb.A ferment.A long liquidizer, he calls it. He’s the provostof powerful concussives. Cursive clashsend-off specialist for hire. Spontaneous handicrafter and score-keeper.Author of sharps embedded in walls. The outsider poet of archangeldynamic plosives. Send youon … Continue reading →

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