Tag Archives: Dada

the gaping mouths

Posted on October 28, 2022 by istsfor manity

in my neighborhood pt. 18 What is this amerce? All is forgiven. All is lost. The pages are in the closet. All is erumpent. Lava flows from the gaping mouths of shoes. Laces ablaze. What I’m Reading: “Sometimes, I start … Continue reading →

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i’ll dress frogs

Posted on October 7, 2022 by istsfor manity

Disturbing Slacker Tanka I’m watching paint dry—should be doing something else.What else can I do?I’ll dress frogs in Sunday lace.What’s disturbing about that? What I’m Reading: “If a poem is easy for me to write, I know I’m not trying … Continue reading →

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strainers and yachts

Posted on September 27, 2022 by istsfor manity

the fishmonger’s three wedges — good judgement of strainers and yachts— moonbeams that boast mainframe intelligence— peg leg dossers named skeet What I’m Reading: “Never mind what it means. Get it down. Get it written. Perhaps you do not know … Continue reading →

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string of drugs

Posted on September 19, 2022 by istsfor manity

Monotonals What I’m Reading: “A regular asks her to stir her finger in his coffee, and she willhear in him blue grass and a murder of crows,hunger’s sickle sinking deep” — Diamond Forde / “Rememory”

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belches and squelches

Posted on September 16, 2022 by istsfor manity

First Casket, Secret Casket (Flim Review for a Non-Existent Flim) First Casket, Secret Casket is new film about a benighted romance between a Cuban-American sugar cane harvester and a seldom-acknowledged singer in a punk band. The former is a political … Continue reading →

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patriarchy and cake

Posted on September 14, 2022 by istsfor manity

Poorhouse Vista Good Morning Resignation. Bub Linkman is a downer. We are not a good match. We are unable to scheme moves, sketch delphiniums, or libretto overtures. We are unable to accent our annoyances and poorhouse vistas. Please call me … Continue reading →

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for your safety

Posted on September 5, 2022 by istsfor manity

Tendril it Straight She’s gonna’ tendril it straight … but she could tell it straighter, and tendril a strategy that is easy to understand. Her words are usually turgid, garish and lurid—feel the wrath of her bombast. This may not … Continue reading →

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tchotchkes and such

Posted on September 1, 2022 by istsfor manity

Don’t The hibiscus were impartial but patricide was the topic of conversation, not the usual coacktail party banter. A dragonfly drained a pistil daiquiri, while a croo of white ibis pecked at some takeaway boxes, and Lagartija Ron watched silently … Continue reading →

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who says it’s

Posted on August 31, 2022 by istsfor manity

who? who?who’s says it’s hot?who? What I’m Reading: “The world is neon in the gloaming quiet.” — Peter Gizzi / “Song”

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i’ll help you

Posted on August 30, 2022 by istsfor manity

hold on i’ll help you—hold on—paradise is flailing—it’s too hot or too cold—too parched or waterlogged—the ice age is coming—the sun’s zooming in—the ice caps are melting—we’ve lost the sweet spot—418.90 ppm—1.2° C—meltdown expected—the wheat is growing thin—crises abound—keep hope … Continue reading →

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