Tag Archives: Cut-Up Writing

epic sieves two damaged wipers on the locumglimmer compensation onsitewe will generate some northward disruptionfor everyone’s sake, the linear narrative is temporarily closed renege : renewal we have placed a few cartoonists outside for easy insertionresolutions will be directed to … Continue reading →

Unmoored The unrooted. The faceless. The darkness without form. Forms without substance. Substrates without purchase. The turmoil throwing her into a state of agitation. Explicit signs. Signs without meaning. Warning signs. All—a mass of confusion she wallows in—nascent hours at … Continue reading →

blood first, there is the blood of the chicken—then the effigy doll, blindfolded with hands tied behind its back—attempts at wordly accretions to follow, but it doesn’t look right,this is worse,every trip a strand of its ownproducing its own unique … Continue reading →

May Day of the Dead (redux) I’m hot with fleas, gravid with scabies liceI have a multitude of filo and coronaViruses are best when deflected with oilImpregnated chausibles or warm leatheretteOn your burning flesh underneath your hair shirtWear your bird mask filled … Continue reading →

Geared Cramps I have geared cramps on the backshwallah. Nearly there after years of recompense and gnarly going. I heard it through the pipe rigate: purity is the essence of damnation. You can’t have one without the other. Then I … Continue reading →