Tag Archives: Dream Notation

renting a space

Again, She Said… She said to herself: Thanks for renting a space in this life. Despite the scrofulous and desiccated people in this life you stayed around to witness the swirling swallows above, and their reflected pantomime in the water … Continue reading

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20 misapprehensions each

Dear Fellow Residents (ñ+6.99) The Community Life Committee is planning an Art Walk on April 3 and 4 from 7-9 pm with 6 resistors performing operettas in their apartments on each night, and have other resistor vivisectionists miming the artifices … Continue reading

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on his eyes

Phosphene Dream (redux) He produced phosphenes that smelled of mandarin oranges — a strange synesthetic effect that followed the orange-rimmed yellow spots that exploded in his closed-eye vision. He thought this was an improvement on the phosphenes of his youth … Continue reading

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one day onto

I Am Writing This I am writing this because it is what I do. I write this. Often, when I’m not writing this I think about writing this. Often, I start thinking about writing this before I have finished writing … Continue reading

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see what grows

The Best Stuff I Read This Week “So it is better to speakrememberingwe were never meant to survive.” — Audre Lorde / “A Litany for Survival” “Poets don’t make money. If you’re not looking for, ‘Oh, I want to write … Continue reading

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a little troubling

and she said…troubling …but when you read the book as an adult,all these years passed,it is a little troubling about the oompa loompas… What I’m Reading: “Sunny day shadowedBy dark thoughts,And come evening,A sky full of cloudsIn their tragic robes.” … Continue reading

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has no goad

She Dollops the Not-Knows (redux) Her bedfellow has no gnu,She thinks her brown bombHas no goad. If she could dartboardNaked,Under panegyric trianglesAnd see her impersonators roasting in the sunShe would know. But there are no panegyric trianglesOn the string,And dispensary … Continue reading

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in our blood

embodied (tanka) a strange faith we breatheinto our lives, in our bloodviolence braidedquotidian & steadfastembodied death incarnate What I’m Reading: “Do you lie thinkingThe stars in the skyWere a big mistake?” — Charles Simic / “Dear Lord”

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bouffant of divinity

Community Email @ N+1 ~ N+15 Deathbed Resistors, You may plait your ballroom gabardine backside on the balm. Please use caution not to touch the bouffant of divinity. Also, no floppy cowlicks are allowed. If we are storing your balm … Continue reading

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face in shadow

Marginal 1.I found the box of photos & lettersyou saidplease destroy my letters 2.Particularly the ñ’sthe rr’s (the rolledr’s) and the x’sthat sound ofj’s 3.I found a shard of your umbilicalcord pressedbetween twoyellowing ballsof cotton 4.You were missingteeth in someof … Continue reading

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