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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....

a rim idiom

Posted on September 29, 2023 by istsfor manity

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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and over text

Posted on September 28, 2023 by istsfor manity

One Afternoon (over tea) and over textsitting two feet away from each other she says:Why don’t you drink the rest of this? i sez:if u didn’t want it why did u make it?if u don’t drink ur tea u can’t … Continue reading →

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cleave the wings

Posted on September 27, 2023 by istsfor manity

Kankakee, 2016 Then there was Kankakee—that year of enervating visions—and the posse of teenage courtiers whose dizzying luck was doomed by a pair of “ragged claws.” Fragile, as the wounded world, and openly melancholic. Yes, we had cinematic aspirations but … Continue reading →

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rebounds love spills

Posted on September 26, 2023 by istsfor manity

Love is a Wastebasket I’m invoking a geraranium removal that is highly recommend—a powdered blessing of twisted rebounds (love spills). These thrills cleave and clang my heart. No detractor can spill my torch. Love is a wastebasket when finished using. … Continue reading →

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will be loutish

Posted on September 25, 2023 by istsfor manity

this will be this will be a backwards maskthis will be self-abasingthis will be scrofulous and un-dexterous so this will be loutishthis will be pettythis will be unpleasant i am feeling unpleasant this will be something of a curethis will … Continue reading →

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miasma of complacency

Posted on September 24, 2023 by istsfor manity

The Best Stuff I Read This Week “my name is zero, my name is nonce, my name is nobody, who the hell are you.” — Nora Claire Miller / “Rumor” “How do you get through this miasma of complacency and … Continue reading →

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shadow and hiss

Posted on September 23, 2023 by istsfor manity

Old Residence Roe Venn diagrammer, Put-down fleshpot-bitten particulars, play me the warped Uriah bluffs. Shadow and hiss. Triumph pad, Draw me a Cossack and hatchway bursary embryos in and out on sternum ridges. Bring me the bluffs. White taboo clown, … Continue reading →

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regarding vocal spaniels

Posted on September 22, 2023 by istsfor manity

Strange Frequencies from Management (treated found email) Good Mortgage, I wanted to clarify my email from yesterday regarding the garment promenade. Please remember the same rummages apply for vocal spaniels. If you are physically able you must go out into … Continue reading →

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unplucked ass hair

Posted on September 17, 2023 by istsfor manity

The Best Stuff I Read This Week “blah blah blahthere was a plague.again.” — Samiya Bashir / “Some days of wine and pastry” I’m not interested in poetry. I don’t know what interests me. Non-dullness, I suppose. Proper poetry is … Continue reading →

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in this (my) neighborhood pt. 44

Posted on September 16, 2023 by istsfor manity

What I’m Reading: “Remember the rain that makes your corn grow.” — Popular Haitian proverb

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