Tag Archives: Cut-Up Writing

cupid squeezing lemons

what i saw today spellbinding fines on fireavant-garde geophysicists & their lampshadeshallucinatory incantations of prop violinspowerful splints with split eardrumsthe boundaries of lampreyscupid squeezing lemonskabuki pop hotel upgradesearmark fortress visions of shame What I’m Reading: “In my chalice, now,on good … Continue reading

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plates grind shift

walls come down the couple grouses and whinesabout being bumpedfrom their first class seats— while half a world away thousands dieas tectonic plates grind / shiftand the walls come down… What I’m Reading: “But this is not a poem. This … Continue reading

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not a thing

three time zones away my head is already three time zones awayon the other side of the continenton the far side of stable enabled dependent and enfeebledwhat is it that turns us againsteach other with the facilityof sunrises enshroudedin cloud … Continue reading

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what you will

Your pareidolia / My pneumonia •Hey things could be beautiful•If I understood your semiotics for pulmonary distress•What do you mean you see Jesus’s face on this rye crisp?•Hey things could be beautiful•This wounded choking burning micro plastic forever chemical infused … Continue reading

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all i managed

my doctor says someone called me “brigand”all i managed my doctor says10 mg daily generic follow-upelevated total mildly abnormalslightly low long-term blood3 to 4 months never called me anything again What I’m Reading: “We live as we dream … alone.” —Joseph Conrad … Continue reading

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enough of that

FORMATTING: press the eject + cut the tape “… if the story is starting to feel very forced, or if you become excited about an alternate possibility for your story, feel free to abandon or modify one of these constraints” … Continue reading

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there’s my hinge

folding (found cut-up) still alivechest tightens these trees days darkenthere’s my hinge this is mefolding What I’m Reading: “Yellow spreads and smooths, a downpourof the pure light of its name,tropicordial.” — Adélia Prado / “Praise for a Color”

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the red button

What I’m Reading: “The ruin we made of our gardenIs confusing even today.” — Fanny Howe / “Tapestry”

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only the quaquaverse

a merry place to lose an eyeball or your spleen being splenetic was only the half of it there was no self awareness there was only the quaquaverse What I’m Reading: “… in a world that runs on gallons / … Continue reading

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in the gate

decenter the I (tanka) flickering my eyesi will decenter the Ilike a flicker filmcaught in the gate / melting down /the WE — is the one thing real What I’m Reading: “Every-man-for-himself politics will have to yield to we’re-all-in-this-together; otherwise, … Continue reading

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