Tag Archives: Collage

something spectacular now

Posted on February 20, 2024 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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in carjacked country

Posted on February 18, 2024 by istsfor manity

The Best Stuff I Read This Week Words float up the stairs like so many childhood letter magnets. Endgame, civilization, catastrophe, humanitarian. — Megan Hunter / The End We Start From Those who witness extreme social collapse at first hand … Continue reading →

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stack of tsundoku

Posted on February 17, 2024 by istsfor manity

tsundoku haiku stack of tsundokutowers leaning out of timeso much potential What I’m Reading: Any chance they get, my dreams unfurl in their allotted small space. They are origami, they are Japanese pod hotels. They fit it all in. — … Continue reading →

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your goalkeeper stilettos

Posted on February 16, 2024 by istsfor manity

Stay Home Tarnish your creativity. Spout rejoinders on repeat and impress your casual acquaintances during cocktail circles. Piddle about in aimless banter. Don’t glow, but please wear your goalkeeper stilettos and your mattock face. Speak in errant arpeggios—say much: mean … Continue reading →

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fingernail has purchase

Posted on February 15, 2024 by istsfor manity

obscurantist and mud heart he presents alienation — charities, cleavages, chimeras and ramifications her winger where the finch was showered and dubbed in the larch that cannot be read today they receive a seminal matchbox in aubergine and reveries his … Continue reading →

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elegy a requiem

Posted on February 8, 2024 by istsfor manity

Overheard at the Caffè N. You are someone who can entertain themselves. You don’t need a TV. You don’t need other people. Years ago, when I was very young, I was married to an architect . . . Good morning, … Continue reading →

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sound of absence

Posted on February 6, 2024 by istsfor manity

reverse window (ukiah•tanka) dreamt i shot out ur window/ twinkled in the wind /ur reflection in a heap the sound of absence /sky’s a buttermilk sorrow /monotonal airgirded hemlocks central squaredin horizontal absence What I’m Reading: “Which is vaster in … Continue reading →

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detonating in 5/8

Posted on February 5, 2024 by istsfor manity

gelignite dream last night i dreamt of gelignite pealsyou spoke / my body trembledyour basso profundofogging my officebreath swirling in vapor trailsbody detonating in 5/8 time no one believed menot even you What I’m Reading: The rat who came last … Continue reading →

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in my neighborhood pt.53

Posted on February 2, 2024 by istsfor manity

What I’m Reading: “Urban tumbleweed, some people call it,discarded plastic bag we see in every cityblown down the street with vagrant wind.” — Harryette Mullen / Urban Tumbleweed

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the rheumy discharges

Posted on January 27, 2024 by istsfor manity

Monologue Arpeggiator (Help me) Fade In. Above the blinding flats of white screen reveries: I’m flying over anonymous calamities with a courageous lack of temerity—then falling again. I plunge with celerity. A godwit plummet after 25,000 miles. Think of the … Continue reading →

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