Tag Archives: Cut-Up Writing

milliseconds of fat

Posted on July 19, 2024 by istsfor manity

yield time and space yield to no onetho anthropogenic change has slowedthe spin of the earthmilliseconds of fatwater around the equatoryou and your grandchildren’s grandchildrenmay not note it but the meta—verses will: a financial irregularitya capitalization a millisecond too latemega … Continue reading →

a savage republic

Posted on July 18, 2024 by istsfor manity

swash papaya a swash papaya rolls gently onto my toes—desolate place this—oil sheens in eddies on sand once whitejust what is that color now? the swash papaya inediblesoft and blackened on its equator—equality evanesces much like a savage republicreplaces what … Continue reading →

in my neighborhood pt. 74

Posted on July 17, 2024 by istsfor manity

What I’m Reading: The glacier acts like a keystone for the West Antarctic Ice Sheet, meaning that a collapse could drag neighbouring glaciers with it, potentially adding more than 3m (almost 10ft) to global sea levels. — Dr. Ella Gilbert … Continue reading →

dark ceiling waiting

Posted on July 16, 2024 by istsfor manity

flood (tanka [quasi-redux]) caught in an ill windgazing at the dark ceilingwaiting for the floodcoughing out the parasites—hypercapitalisms What I’m Reading: My method is cribbed from The Sedaris Method: write things down all day in a pocket notebook, then wake up … Continue reading →

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twice too much

Posted on July 15, 2024 by istsfor manity

erie canal: post mortem once was goodanother half: righttwice, too much—not never again,but on to something new… What I’m Listening To: Frogmarching us home to a bed made of tearsKris Kristofferson walks by kicking a canIn a shirt he hasn’t … Continue reading →

so join me

Posted on July 14, 2024 by istsfor manity

Memorable Stuff I Read This Week America’s political treatment of the climate crisis has, for some time, been divided, messy and somewhat dangerous. Now, it seems the culture wars have come for the issue, too. While Donald Trump infamously called … Continue reading →

the clogged canal

Posted on July 13, 2024 by istsfor manity

clogged (haiku) i looked for turtles—all day in the clogged canal—i saw only tires What I’m Reading: i am attracted to the promise of this landits hunger dances naked on the table i touchthe mouth of its decadent … Continue reading →

in this (my) neighborhood pt. 73

Posted on July 12, 2024 by istsfor manity

What I’m Reading: A searing heat wave that has gripped much of the United States in recent days is suspected of killing at least 28 people in the last week, according to reports from state officials, medical examiners and news … Continue reading →

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across the dome

Posted on July 11, 2024 by istsfor manity

Scuttles (tanka+) A large ant scuttlesAcross the dome of my tentSisyphean taskIt’s stifling hot and humid—Which is slave to his boulder? (Searing transforms to seering) What I’m Reading: Part of me is always about to turnin a direction I will … Continue reading →

black miry canals

Posted on July 10, 2024 by istsfor manity

ghost town tanka (redux) of desperation,dim rooms moan obscenities.drafts seep through pane-crackedviews of black miry canals.alert sirens. empty streets. What I’m Reading: About suffering, they knew no more or less / than we do, being / housed in luminescence… — … Continue reading →