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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....

that toothy vortex

Posted on September 4, 2025 by istsfor manity

138 Pieces (redux) I wrote this yesterday under the influence of twin tornadoesWhile hiding under the bed with my grandmother and dogI planned a funeral as mattresses, pans and medicines strafed the airI saw my brother’s arm impaled on a … Continue reading →

groats quorum forum

Posted on September 3, 2025 by istsfor manity

One Raw Manifold (redux) This isn’t your house. You don’t belong here. You can’t come in here anytime you want and go in that room. The Muscovy duck eggs have failed to hatch — a marten’s been at them and … Continue reading →

the anvil headed

Posted on September 2, 2025 by istsfor manity

we’re overdue for a reckoning Continue reading →

your ruthless cankles

Posted on September 1, 2025 by istsfor manity

Alcoholics by Appointment Tectonic plates nimbly moving between the two of us — threads separated by upsetting intertitles. I understood wanting — the fist unfoldings like investigating what I wanted from life. A propensity for unrelated stretches of boredom respectively … Continue reading →

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 →