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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....

buzzards on parade

Posted on September 12, 2022 by istsfor manity

Buzzards on Parade (Redux) The twelfth day of the month was Copperhead Monday. Serpentine was the look we were going for. Beatific upper register notes is what Maria was reaching for: Ta da la ta da la dao, was what … Continue reading →

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catastrophe is beautiful

Posted on September 11, 2022 by istsfor manity

The Best Stuff I Read This Week “What’s hard about art is getting any good—and then getting better. What’s hard is solving problems with infinite solutions and your finite brain.” — Elisa Gabbert / “Why Write?” “How do we go … Continue reading →

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like a target

Posted on September 10, 2022 by istsfor manity

SoFla Hometown Blues Sometimes you feel like a targetSometimes the memories clamp like straight jacket confinesSometimes you have to visit familySometimes it feels like home againSometimes you’d rather be anywhere else in this bent and melting worldSometimes you have to … Continue reading →

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leave it twice

Posted on September 9, 2022 by istsfor manity

Waxen Wings Tanka Like the cormorant,Drying its wings in the sun,I am melting fast. Welcome to New Florida—‘State so Right(!)—you’ll leave it twice. What I’m Reading: “Useless! Useless! —heavy rain drivinginto the sea” — Jack Kerouac / “Useless! Useless!”

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werewolves and camellias

Posted on September 8, 2022 by istsfor manity

Dilatory Prelate The prelate drafts an encyclical announcing that the werewolves and camellias will be delivered on Friday to all diocese in the mountainous regions. It encourages all Englishmen and yogis to traipse about nude and re-stage the highlights of … Continue reading →

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maybe the kids

Posted on September 7, 2022 by istsfor manity

Thee “New Florida’s Always Right!” (found haiku) Keep pets near. (So dear!)Do not feed alligators …Well … maybe the kids. What I’m Reading: “To me, the frontier is a tundra of intergenerational amnesia.” — Lisa Wells / Believers: Making a … Continue reading →

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wash us clean

Posted on September 6, 2022 by istsfor manity

Diluvian An enormous vapor plume,metastasizes thousands of feetup in the air, billows, gainsstrength & furious glower, & grows in the vastPacific. The planet’s duliluvial wrath—gonna’ wash us clean—gonna’ put it right—is gonna’ wash us all away. Don’t wake me—I want … Continue reading →

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for your safety

Posted on September 5, 2022 by istsfor manity

Tendril it Straight She’s gonna’ tendril it straight … but she could tell it straighter, and tendril a strategy that is easy to understand. Her words are usually turgid, garish and lurid—feel the wrath of her bombast. This may not … Continue reading →

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hope is contagious

Posted on September 4, 2022 by istsfor manity

The Best Stuff I Read This Week “The cumulative effect of thousands of ethical actions can help to save and improve our world for future generations.” — Jane Goodall & Douglas Abrams / The Book of Hope “I am willing … Continue reading →

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greedy the image

Posted on September 3, 2022 by istsfor manity

beneath the banyan (tanka) greedy the imagereedy the voice that quaversneedy the sharp tooththat abstracts the raw terrorbeneath the fig banyan tree What I’m Reading: “… but we have seenThe moon in lonely alleys makeA grail of laughter of an … Continue reading →

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