Tag Archives: Dream Notation

into the stream

Posted on May 15, 2023 by istsfor manity

Heraclitaurelianism (redux) We streamed into the streamThe water we stood inWe stood inOnly onceWe eventually returned to whereWe came fromA desolate windy placeWe began to melt awayWe were consignedI was not sorryWe had beenIn time we’ll be againOr we won’t … Continue reading →

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brain to sickness

Posted on May 14, 2023 by istsfor manity

The Best Stuff I Read This “[In this space,] a small fountain ofConcrete. Permanent seasonalArrangement disorder.” — Thea Brown / “The Gardener” “Some people have asked if I’m on a quest to figure out what to do with my life, … Continue reading →

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rubs the promenade

Posted on May 13, 2023 by istsfor manity

the final finch x. is a naturist who’s grown disenchantedwith her fellow ornithologists — she’s on the fringe —she loves a rouge finch a house finchwith a particularly ruddy head her disability —she rubs the promenade of her femurs her … Continue reading →

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wonder and irony

Posted on May 12, 2023 by istsfor manity

Tangled in Fuzzbox Squall A dendrite explodes into tufted blue chenille.I’ve lost touch with the spirit world.A hip-critic stands, head enveloped within the upper blue-puff downy mildew.The view tangled in fuzzbox squall mirrored in the underside of a limitless panorama … Continue reading →

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see it later

Posted on May 11, 2023 by istsfor manity

Snivel Bingo It unfurled under the moon of twin pandemicsAll of it challengingMost of it bareAll of it raw There are no terpsichoreans in drabbleBrevity and dragThe angels in the firmament made of cheap tin Rain and wind continually eat … Continue reading →

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made and not

Posted on May 10, 2023 by istsfor manity

the odds the mathematical odds of being struckby a meteor while you mind your own business the odds of a flying fish slapping youin the face while deep sea fishing the chances of a teacher killinga creative spark within you … Continue reading →

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the gap’s gap

Posted on May 9, 2023 by istsfor manity

ouroboros (tanka) a gap in the nodethen a node in the gap’s gapthen cycle againthe beginning is the endthe end is the beginning What I’m Reading: “My fallopian arms have lostthe power to draw miracles from her fingersat her own … Continue reading →

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(back) in my neighborhood pt. 27

Posted on May 8, 2023 by istsfor manity

What I’m Reading: “I walk in order to somatically medicate myself against the psychosis of contemporary urban living.” — Will Self / The New York Times

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join the circus

Posted on May 7, 2023 by istsfor manity

The Best Stuff I Read This Week “The most important thing we learn at school is the fact that the most important things can’t be learned at school.” — Haruki Murakami / What I Talk About When I Talk About … Continue reading →

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jaw-dropping neighborly

Posted on May 6, 2023 by istsfor manity

lemmings sound (found tanka) haircut locals fray,cowlick, tangle, and split-endat the seams that bind —courtyard sector loggerheadsjaw-dropping neighborly love. What I’m Reading: “Pain is inevitable. Suffering is optional.” — Haruki Murakami / What I Talk About When I Talk About … Continue reading →

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