Tag Archives: Dream Notation

hosting a tick

Posted on November 2, 2026 by istsfor manity

snouter i am a parasitic acarologisthosting a tick and a bacteriuman entomophage pullulating amongst legions of otherslooking for a parasitoid waspim a beaky toothed sort of snouterout and about for a ladybug finger or twothe dog never knew what hit … Continue reading →

bent to protest

Posted on November 1, 2026 by istsfor manity

Memorable Stuff I Read This Week The Supreme Court’s decision decimating the Voting Rights Act threatens to return the country to a pre-1965 America, when white supremacy was the law of the land, and Congress contained no Black members from … Continue reading →

to be home

Posted on October 31, 2026 by istsfor manity

Back Home Tanka (redux) Back from the sun’s glare—Fog obliterates the sky—It’s good to be home.The birds shroud their songs in gray—We swab our nostrils for plague. What I’m Reading: One is his theory that solar panels become incredibly hot … Continue reading →

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gun-shaped state

Posted on October 30, 2026 by istsfor manity

State I Was In I took umbrage at the penumbra—The darkling darkening of my mood—Was it the reddening super harvest moon?(Its waxing moony-moony face: jejune)Or was it a flaring sunspot’s craquelure of quietude?Or was it the plague?Or the fascist wave?Or … Continue reading →

all her ghosts

Posted on October 29, 2026 by istsfor manity

Driving the Heat Dome Traveling sorts her memories.Driving to Miami sharpensher father’s voice—like acidcatalyzing in her ears, boringa ragged chute to her amygdala—simultaneously black-holing her backwardand shooting her into an uncertain futurefull of Get to Know Jesus and Get Your … Continue reading →

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every direction untrodden

Posted on October 28, 2026 by istsfor manity

yet i list in the doldrums paths unfurl about meroads squelch innumerabletrails pulsate untrammeledtransits reticulate outward yet i list in the doldrumsadrift in the eye every direction untrodden What I’m Reading: Last week, I started this exercise routineto calm me, … Continue reading →

my few words

Posted on October 27, 2026 by istsfor manity

I. Withers The image: a chipped tooth, a bloody mouth, a spray of bloody saliva that fans out onto your date’s white dress shirt. The instant that nervous smile withers on her face. That is my image, my few words … Continue reading →

thru the crack

Posted on October 26, 2026 by istsfor manity

black matte spray collimate at the museum of digest feminismBoccaccio quotes have been stricken thruthe time to digress was then—sometime in the 14th century wroughtin yersinia pestis yellow and arte della lana blue— centuries before its gabardine inceptionsuch foul humors … Continue reading →

a depressing thought

Posted on October 25, 2026 by istsfor manity

Memorable Stuff I Read This Week It has become difficult to write dystopias, fantasy, or any form of literature without sounding naive — Debbie Urbanski / “Feed” The worst outcome of this would be the coming to power of an … Continue reading →

using the alphabet

Posted on October 24, 2026 by istsfor manity

concern 124 (v.2) your officeis blood office my name is 78theres too much pressure last week was as datedas the previous weeki added a letteri added an addled letter i couldnt use greekcause the hurricanesr using the alphabetagain must i … Continue reading →