Category Archives: Writing

the hot edge

Posted on May 12, 2022 by istsfor manity

sadness and fury sadness and furyand also, remarkably, hopebut it fadesoh it fadesin the hazeat the hot edgeof 1000 ppm20 feet of water comingbest learn to swimbest learn to rowbest to prepyr rocketto nowheresnow What I’m listening to: “So this … Continue reading →

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under the influence

Posted on May 6, 2022 by istsfor manity

Exophony Under the influence of another tongueUnder the influence of a glass in shardsUnder the influence of a perpetual pandemicUnder the influence of a second boosterUnder the influence of crass appealUnder the influence of social regressionUnder the influence of climate … Continue reading →

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while you sleep

Posted on May 5, 2022 by istsfor manity

Creases Sodden targetsIn an era of rampant mental illness.Loose lips sink shrinks.What have you tested for?The results remain the flame.You’ve received a phone callThat says you are loathed.A surveillance expert creasesYour papers while you sleep.You’ve been living undergroundFor two breathless … Continue reading →

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please move on

Posted on May 4, 2022 by istsfor manity

Press play button above to watch my short film Hair Shirt (:40) What I’m Reading: “Let the fog’s callsgo to voicemail. Tell the fogto eat shit, burn the fog’s letters.” — Ruth Madievsky / “Fog”

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into the center

Posted on May 3, 2022 by istsfor manity

Phosphene Dream (redux) He produced phosphenes that smelled of mandarin oranges — a strange synesthetic effect that followed the orange-rimmed yellow spots that exploded in his closed-eye vision. He thought this was an improvement on the phosphenes of his youth … Continue reading →

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your mystery date

Posted on April 29, 2022 by istsfor manity

Screen Saver Reverie This is a diagram of dashed hopes. This is a crash-dash bifurcation of the cerebrum. There is a disconnect here. This is suggestive of terrible things to come. Proof positive of all the damage incurred. Wondering what’s … Continue reading →

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in the mist

Posted on April 28, 2022 by istsfor manity

Ocean Sounds She spoke to her AI speaker, “Play ocean sounds.” The speaker responded and complied. She dreamt of a thin pixellated mist outside her window as the opening shot to her next film. She placed her hand on her … Continue reading →

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use the skins

Posted on April 27, 2022 by istsfor manity

Excerpts from My Inbox A serious mistake was made giving less than 24 hours-notice … We have a cat and a charming baby … I would describe it as a dark comedy I suppose … Creamy white leather sofa–like new … Continue reading →

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truckfuls of trees

Posted on April 26, 2022 by istsfor manity

Immiserations Everyday Extinctions Covered in crudeBlack beachHell’s coast Truckfuls of treesClear cutDenuded forest Rich as Croesus What I’m Reading: “Deforestation currently adds about a billion tons of carbon to the atmosphere annually, which is twenty per cent or more of … Continue reading →

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i’d rather not

Posted on April 25, 2022 by istsfor manity

Abnegation I don’t want to.I’d rather not.Please, no.Negatory.Nah.No. What I’m Reading: “… the air around us—even where it’s clean, and smells like spring, and is filled with birds—is significantly changed. We have substantially altered the earth’s atmosphere.” — William McKibben … Continue reading →

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