Tag Archives: Cut-Up Writing

many discordant notes

The Heavy-O-Sity Cream Dream I want you to root the violence out of the system, but you delay and acquiesce — this is the heavy-o-sity of our case. There are no life preservers to pass out—only anvils and 50 lb. … Continue reading

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answer is awe

Memorable Stuff I Read This Week Exile is strangely compelling to think about but terrible to experience. It is the unhealable rift forced between a human being and a native place, between the self and its true home: its essential … Continue reading

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centuries of impalements

Plague Rats Beget (redux) i. My ancestors crossedThe Sahara with rats plaguedRich with penury ii. My ancestors arrived in Spain in search of an oasis that was a mirage. The oasis would appear one-half-mile ahead beyond them, and at their … Continue reading

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empty psychic tank

The Longest Day (redux) The smoke trees blared their summer green. There was deliberation in her fibrillation. Her heart fluttered like an insensate butterfly—heliotropic, yet abjured to the sun. The world is my pistil, she said—a fluttering cavorting beastie—a moment … Continue reading

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try so hard

change (redux) denuded ideas in choppedready to go-mix sourcesof wisdom set oneagainst the other:change utryso hardbut u can’tu won’t butu try again and againu fail better again and again What I’m Reading: Dear consciousness:What happened out there remains toBe seen. — David … Continue reading

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spleens our spelt

[a strange fortune …] a strange fortunethe ministry where they linger—throttle linking (and also separating)belles from godsons (or ankles?)a lovely novitiatethat homely workhouse,that most quotidian of sizzles—the portcullis? what of grandmother porticoes—postage-standing facade of tendonsor is it tom-toms?pasted in plaid … Continue reading

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feedback loops unspool

Self-Inflicted Dodo Dada (redux) A dusty path toward deliverance after a club on the head, a dark hour, a black age— Quashed then regained. Diverted, re-charted, and reoriented The crags and canyons—vertiginous—skirted. The roiling water. Up ahead the fog-smoke. We … Continue reading

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a manatee fissure

Don’t (redux) The hibiscus were impartial but patricide was the topic of conversation, not the usual coacktail party banter. A dragonfly drained a pistil daiquiri, while a croo of white ibis pecked at some takeaway boxes, and Lagartija Ron watched … Continue reading

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cords spiraling skyward

Memorable Stuff I Read This Week I think, first of all, we have a crisis of thinking or imagining when it comes to the future. Everyone talks about it. Everyone says that we need to start thinking about the future, … Continue reading

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memories ghosts tugging

I. The Maw She spotted him kicking the St. Jude statue installed outside the Melkite Church on the corner. It was the same dirty and desultory man who approached her the day before.  The sky was a swirl of hazy … Continue reading

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