Tag Archives: Book Review

there’s a scrabbling

Posted on February 25, 2021 by istsfor manity

Diminished You were going to try to sleep but you stopped to read this. What was that choice predicated on? I hear murmuring coming from outside. Shadows flit out of the window frame. There’s a scrabbling at the window up … Continue reading →

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was never our$

Posted on February 21, 2021 by istsfor manity

get to one hundred before you get to ten, read the relegation table, tabulate the hü hüsker something is afoot, something’s always been afoot, and lo and behold (!) after all this time something has to be done … … … Continue reading →

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purr kitty rollover

Posted on February 20, 2021 by istsfor manity

Overheard at the Dominant Group Status Threat Conference Chankas and sassafras… I shit on the new year… You cause sensation, ugh… Tributaries of terpitude, moral and otherwise, is thankfully sullen and dullard… Yeah, I shopped at Sears junior bazaar… Falstaff … Continue reading →

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between sharpened incisors

Posted on February 15, 2021 by istsfor manity

Envoi / Envoy I would like this poem  to be an envoy — Bearing a gap-toothed smile between sharpened incisors … What I’m Reading, or: What I Just Finished Reading (a continuing series) A Dialogue / James Baldwin & Nikki … Continue reading →

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mosquitos and gnats

Posted on February 9, 2021 by istsfor manity

Muzzy Always the muzz of mosquitos and gnats about our heads. Blurs of barbaric pantaloons held in sanguine suasion and selective editing of those who would never fit the guidelines established by the groaning masses of under effect. Pleased to … Continue reading →

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a faded revolution

Posted on February 6, 2021 by istsfor manity

Lost I am lost… … like the grandfather who lost his leg to photochemical exposures —  cursing at a faded revolution. … like the grandmother who lost her fight with (de) mentia and her superego — cursing at her nurse about … Continue reading →

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50 million faults

Posted on February 4, 2021 by istsfor manity

plagues caused a future of fragments 50 million faults What I’m Reading, or: What I Just Finished Reading (a continuing series) Dear Ijeawele, or a Feminist Manifesto in Fifteen Suggestions / Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie (2017) A slim book length essay … Continue reading →

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someone is writing us

Posted on February 2, 2021 by istsfor manity

It’s a Family Affair I. He took off his shoes and the right pinkie was exposed — nude, malformed, and smelling like gruyere cheese from six feet away. A couple of wiry hairs arcing over the sock. She, on the … Continue reading →

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not yet cracked

Posted on January 31, 2021 by istsfor manity

Mr. X Decides to Build His Dream House During what was the longest six months of my life, bedridden after a near-death experience, I could not sleep and the only thing that kept me alive was Eraserhead.  I watched that … Continue reading →

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of hemlock breath

Posted on January 28, 2021 by istsfor manity

death stain haiku death row lights bait him guilty domed screen suicide dram of hemlock breath What I’m Reading, or: What I Just Finished Reading (a continuing series) I Hotel / Karen Tei Yamashita (2010) Sprawling novel comprised of ten … Continue reading →

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