Author Archives: istsfor manity

no hay compunctions ¡coño viejos! / just enough to keep moving / thee old folks r frazzled / speaking in tongues / say things they never said in public when they minds were right / right-right / but they hearts … Continue reading →

flarfish 29: alow hyperbole She had studding-sails out alow and aloft, with a light but steady breeze Whether it’s true or mere hyperbole is not the point those passages where the Hebrews by hyperbole ascribe recipes in Arabic, even though … Continue reading →

“The question is not whether Lincoln truly meant ‘government of the people’ but what our country has, throughout its history, taken the political term ‘people’ to actually mean.” — Ta-Nehisi Coates / Between The World And Me

A Stiction Fiction “You fill me with stiction.” “Friction?” “No. Stiction. “Shouldn’t it be inertia?” “No, stiction, damn it!” “Sorry, I don’t know what that is.” He was filled with a horror and a hate so acute at that instant … Continue reading →

Abecedarian: The Qua of Qui As of the who: in a liturgy of grained righteousness cleansed, folded & articulated — Bestiary of birth canals and unguents squeezed from bodies now desiccated; Concupiscent casuistry led me to my troubles Delineated in … Continue reading →

flarfish 6 (copy&paste): limn the cathode nimbus Nimbus F (currently in orbit) [6] has an experiment the corresponding cathode currents are given by hierarchical cloud foundation laughing gas winner… and described by two bit Cathode University tied up in the … Continue reading →

Good Man Whizzle Do you presage, portent, or prophesy? I need to know for I want to marry a gal from Hoboken, but my friend tells me she’s a doxy. Should I marry, good man whizzle? Ah, my good son, … Continue reading →

Languor His word, his breath, Are merely synecdoche — Ephemeral. Nothing is true in the true Sense of the word. He drifts on the Lethe, Intoxicated by water that transforms — A trip into languor — And never sets foot … Continue reading →

flarfish 28: atigrado phellem He loves to throw himself on the red cushion, play with the mouse In the ’60s as a custom color, so it’s rarely found in vintage models today. Another house loves it … Seasonal advance: Duvets … Continue reading →

Habeas Crapus Pasted and made agent, once again, I earned the title of Chancroid of Elfador. I understood public relations and quickly assembled a fleet to sail to Festicularis. Never had so many sumptuous furs been made execrable by laying … Continue reading →