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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....

gates to hell

The Best Stuff I Read This Week “Information is interpreted through the prejudice of those who read it or hear it. So there are no definitive, finite versions of information.” — Genesis P-Orridge / Binary: A Memoir “Humanity has ‘opened … Continue reading

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luminous and warm

sleep ive seen everything now footprint lattice fading fastshrapnel scraping clouds of gas and dustmoving luminous and warm gird yourself for ultimatumsapostles of the railroad flats never seen anything like itclose yer eyessleep go to sleep What I’m Reading: “The … Continue reading

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courtroom of wisecracks

Sense / Relatives Then there was my uncle Mao. His own generational AI—his Little Red Bookworm in the rainstorm and no one left wanting his worn pouffy sieges. But that’s exactly what my underage blackguard aunt wore on her spectacles … Continue reading

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render us rudderless

we descend we descenddelighted anthropogenic wodgeand splashdown toxins plagues and extinctionsexterminations our fatherrender us rudderless we are late for our lesson What I’m Reading: “We didn’t want to be comfortable. We didn’t feel comfortable. We felt uneasy with the society … Continue reading

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in the marmalades

Earplug Space She made an unusual, exciting discovery—rosary narrations with warbling wooers at the center of earplug spaces—messages in the marmalades, esoteric concatenations, erotic liberations, scratched phonographs. Her observational arched eyebrow and nuanced approach to clam ranching led to further … Continue reading

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skittle and skiffle

slag crag hag crabber naked monarchist rattlesnakesometimes known as “the sapling purr” thermoregulator with bollard tendrilsnon-mammalian medallistin a certain bowler hat purveyor of ladyship pale sequenceskittle and skiffle raverimpressive cannibalslag What I’m Reading: “How do you know you’re alive? What … Continue reading

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our childhood humiliations

Riot Aesthetics Riot now! Feel reassured. Yes, you’re an aspirant, but you’re probably avoiding the difficult threats you don’t want to think about. We are constantly checking metiers, nickel mines, transient feeds, and truncheon nuggets … to avoid doing something … Continue reading

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brittle tectonic masses

The Best Stuff I Read This Week “I sometimes fear that we shall never wake till we are jerked out of it by the roar of bombs.” — George Orwell / Homage to Catalonia “Apathy and delirium sun themselves on … Continue reading

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funk seeps in

post post boosterism (ukiah) a hapless haptic shadow infinite dashed lines funk seeps in through puncture holes What I’m Reading: “Filling with rain in the streets,this September night’s lifting me up   in an old-time elevator.Night’s ending, time’s tearing.   And the … Continue reading

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a rim idiom

misdemeanors and woodpiles look in the mirrormisdemeanors and woodpilesperfect enema-rickshawbeginner landslideson and off at the most inopportunehot chomp braglone cocoa beat transcendencea bunker of rogue startlesmild clairvoyance and approbationa vignette sorbeta rim idiom i was an egotist in a spangled … Continue reading

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