Tag Archives: Chance Operations

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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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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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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new found vision

Posted on April 19, 2022 by istsfor manity

Lay Hands She woke up desirous of having acute control of mise en scène. She wanted to become a film director / cinematographer, and to live a future of more linearity and clarity. That night she explained her new found … Continue reading →

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move my pen

Posted on April 18, 2022 by istsfor manity

Loudmouth What can I offer? A warring world where life is bereft of meaning. Father on an amphetamine-fueled jag. Mother, a dark figure, a smoke-like wraith moving through the house. I stare and move my pen to the din of … Continue reading →

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this isn’t paradise

Posted on April 17, 2022 by istsfor manity

Phantom The amplitude of echoesFunction like a phantom limb Glucose seeps into the cellsSmell of white gas and charcoal A swale once full of shoulder depth snowDid you know Frazil are ice crystalsFormed in turbulent water, as in swiftStreams or … Continue reading →

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the upper bout

Posted on April 16, 2022 by istsfor manity

Finale of Seem (redux) It’s all about noise. About the back and forth of improvisational counterpoint — an F flat ostinato call here, an arpeggio of the B scale in response there… like the scale of wildfires and flash flood … Continue reading →

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sharp even here

Posted on April 15, 2022 by istsfor manity

Rasped Haiku Her sickness resolved—Distilled, rasped clean by feverDreams, sharp even here. What I’m Reading: “No star burns forever . . . the world will eventually literally end.” — Emily St. John Mandel / Sea of Tranquility

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your local listings

Posted on April 10, 2022 by istsfor manity

Time is a distillation Coincidence is a construct Check your local listings What I’m Reading: “Too late now to keep the polar cap from melting. Venice subsides; South America explodes.” — John Barth / “Two Meditations”