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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....

president of threats

Jump-Cut Check-Ins Check me out—Check me in… In the montage I ascend from the dashboard—depart on the window dressed of spaniels—and like the nude descending the staircase I’m aggrieved. For I know not where the primordial matter in the skin … Continue reading

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sea-green epistolaries

Bad Case of Mondegreen  Chut, man, he’s got thee upturned syllogism logic. He’s also got a bad case of the Higgs-Boson blues. He’s got the anthropocene cold shoulder, and a slight case of thee reliquary saint’s joints and bone shards flu. His … Continue reading

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how it ended

Last Day: The City & The (Veritable) Jungle The fifth, and last, day of the Ride the Hudson Valley Tour promised to be eventful — featuring a route the length of Manhattan Island from the Bronx. What I didn’t expect … Continue reading

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our divided voices

Memorable Stuff I Read This Week Reading is an act of creation; unlike any other medium, books require the mind to fabricate its own sensory experiences. So simple, so inspiring. And as no two minds could possibly be alike, no … Continue reading

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the division lines (2 posts below)

eye see eye can see with new vision eye can see the division linesin the atmospherethe elemental lines that dividethis particle from thatthe swirls in spacethose lines which orderthe world + universeour perspective—mineanyway eye see the invisible bullseyethe lineations in … Continue reading

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homonculus trapped beneath

Foamscaped Small sharply defined puffs—No heat, no air compressors,Gaskets, rubber seals, rubber feet—Cloud-like, a shy homunculus,Trapped beneath a 5 o’clock crowd. in this (my) neighborhood pt. 144 Day 3: Start: Stone Ridge, NYFinish: Carmel, NYMiles: 65.56 What I’m Reading: We … Continue reading

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of eleven nails (2 entries)

A Flash Cut Before the Imminent Dissolve Mary has a budget of eleven nails—She scores her shy puppetOn a cross that revolves on the ceiling fan—In her austere grey room. Indoor Camping (Condensation Journal) My tent was drenched this morning … Continue reading

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son of violence (2 posts below)

I was a jackanapes (redux) in Sevastopol when sloth consumed me.Now I’m fagged on a stackof lighted pyre — the funeralin progress. I was the son of violence,and as begets one so highly skilled — I’m a gun-licker & barrel-blowerwho … Continue reading

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am extremely thankful

It Starts With a bike ride —Just one, then another.And soon life seems dullOff of a bike. So you take anotherAnd another, and again.Then you can’t stop.Life is better on a bicycle. Any day on a bike is betterThan any … Continue reading

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in this (my) neighborhood pt.143

What I’m Reading: Summer dilates time. It has a way of taking foreeeever to get here, and once it arrives it seems like there’s months and months ahead of you, and enough time to do all the things you dreamed … Continue reading

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