Tag Archives: Cut-Up Writing

breathe the overwhelm i breathe the overwhelmit activates wanderlust it sizzles with the elsewheresit defines other horizon linesit seeks the novel airs i breathe the overwhelmi’m long for the road What I’m Reading: “Shadows,beautiful shadows.Beautiful shadows of ugly things.” — … Continue reading →

found ghosts some of us know each othersome noti am anticipatinghopei am installingvanityi am resented but willsinksthe floor is being removedi apologizenoise smells art questionsi will house my modeof expressioni found ghosts delusionalwishful thinking What I’m Reading: “But of course … Continue reading →

Another Sleep of Treason (redux) Rudy can’t fail, but he also can’t answer for the dream he dropped into my head. After complications, and scenes upon scenes, it unravels. I make my way in to a motel room. Now, mind … Continue reading →

anew damocleanthe tree hanging above youhemlock mold contourseyes reclaiming familiar formskewed perspective you areyou anew What I’m Reading: “He spoke aloud, a priest officiating at the eucharist of his own body. ‘I am the island.’ The air shed its light.” … Continue reading →

sleep ive seen everything now footprint lattice fading fastshrapnel scraping clouds of gas and dustmoving luminous and warm gird yourself for ultimatumsapostles of the railroad flats never seen anything like itclose yer eyessleep go to sleep What I’m Reading: “The … Continue reading →

Sense / Relatives Then there was my uncle Mao. His own generational AI—his Little Red Bookworm in the rainstorm and no one left wanting his worn pouffy sieges. But that’s exactly what my underage blackguard aunt wore on her spectacles … Continue reading →

we descend we descenddelighted anthropogenic wodgeand splashdown toxins plagues and extinctionsexterminations our fatherrender us rudderless we are late for our lesson What I’m Reading: “We didn’t want to be comfortable. We didn’t feel comfortable. We felt uneasy with the society … Continue reading →