Tag Archives: Cut-Up Writing

a long shadow

Posted on March 4, 2025 by istsfor manity

Dayglo Vision The day started a bit drab. Oh there was pedaling to be sure, but first resupply and post office chores … … and cortadito & croqueta imbibements at Latin American, and then onto the home field turf, of … Continue reading →

beneath this hallucination

Posted on March 3, 2025 by istsfor manity

Memorable Stuff I Read This Week His monsters and mistresses take on the shape of your face, the movement of your hands, your body a shadow beneath this hallucination of America, slowly dying — Monica Ong / “Yellow Insomnia” For … Continue reading →

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good-bye keys

Posted on March 2, 2025 by istsfor manity

Shakedown in Rearview That’s the turn on my Wahoo bike gps that lead me out of the Florida Keys. A cool 66 degree morning that looked something like this from the top of the Lake Surprise bridge: A morning of … Continue reading →

so this was…

Posted on March 1, 2025 by istsfor manity

… interesting… … to say the least. There were so many buses parked across the street yesterday, and I was so bone tired, that I failed to notice the GULF OF MEXICO right across the street from the hotel (which … Continue reading →

peripatetic writing fool

Posted on February 28, 2025 by istsfor manity

Hello! This is your peripatetic writing fool host brining you dispatches from the East Coast Greenway Trail (hopefully! providing all goes well … and sing to the crows it does) over the next 60-75 days (very roughly). Huh? What’s that … Continue reading →

in this (my) neighborhood pt. 83

Posted on February 26, 2025 by istsfor manity

What I’m Reading: ‘Another cargo of eager victims—one almost expects to see Breughel and Hieronymus Bosch cruising the freeways in their rental-company cars.’ — J.G. Ballard / Crash

martyrs and brandy

Posted on February 25, 2025 by istsfor manity

sloop on a loop kneading each otherthis short flicker filma protest sloop on a loopat a tax and stay caravanaffixed to martyrs and brandythe birthday violationthe fighter as a circlewho gained footage of world expansionthe spiritualist from these broadcasts occasionally … Continue reading →

pitched evoke image

Posted on February 24, 2025 by istsfor manity

American Scree 19 (erasure / blot poem #66) He demons in language.During his compositions not to cognition The letters instead The letterskind of flashycorrespond to kindof potential colors,whose called for colors, high pitchedevokeimage lights imagery,a whole kind of citydistanced from emphasis … Continue reading →

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but take it

Posted on February 22, 2025 by istsfor manity

a cemetery assortment a wedding for a cemetery assortmentof chests hired to capture crab apples worldwideapples with no stunt-phrase or apple handlersthe cast—including a fifty-five-year-old forest of dreck during the eight sublime shares spliced by ages with runways in jumbles … Continue reading →

a crystallized heart

Posted on February 21, 2025 by istsfor manity

keys (ukiah+) you have the keys to the bluesa crystallized heartthen a violent recoil a wanderlust driven by loss of wonder What I’m Reading: It’s all a big Tootsie Pop. I’ve never made it without biting. — Sam Tallent / … Continue reading →

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