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Tag Archives: Dream Notation
luna moths were
Anything But That (redux) 1.Wild dogs, squirrels, feral hogs, and bear were constant staples of our cook pots. We used them to supplement our two pounds allotment of rice each month. 2.“I brought everything but that. I deny the existence … Continue reading
stumble down clowns
Pause Stumble down clownsOn an anfractuous journeyWandering up & down,Up & down, up & down,Mountainsides never willingTo stop— Pause— On a ridge atop a visionOf violent beauty: cragsjagged, shadows knifingA light incessant,While the sun divestsItself of solitaryResponsibility forDevouring ourPlanet. What … Continue reading
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Tagged Creative Writing, Desert, Dream Notation, Microfiction, Paranoiac-Critical, Photography, Poetry, Prose Poetry, Random Sights with Signs, Writing
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cracked a book
Wormy Apple (haiku) I once cracked a bookOpen to dayglo nightmares—A wormy apple. What I’m Reading: “Stories don’t care how we tell them. Stories take any shape they want. Not all stories happen with a beginning, a middle, and an … Continue reading
home is everywhere
The Best Stuff I Read This Week “Love ends. But what if it doesn’t?” — Ada Limón / “The Hurting Kind” “… economic injustice will stop the moment we want it to stop, and no sooner, and if we genuinely … Continue reading
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Tagged Creative Writing, Dream Notation, Hybrid writing, Microfiction, Nonfiction, Paranoiac-Critical, Photography, Poetry, Prose Poetry, Quotes, Writing
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shapes are terrifying
Family Pix (haiku) Shoehorned between them—the conduit for heat and hate—this portrait’s a lie. What I’m Reading: “Today the cloud shapes are terrifying, and I keep expecting some enormous black-and-white B-movie Cyclops to appear at the edge of the horizon…” … Continue reading
key of thee
gas-smith glassmith life in the key of thee(the god clears his throat)a fine fissure appeared overnightyou left a paper trail(please do not touch the glass)you smudged the fossil recordyou mar everythingyou consider What I’m Reading: “It’s cold today so the … Continue reading
the circular motion
octagonal agonals lost in the notionof the circular motionof your last rectagularwords What I’m Reading: “People piss me offspecifically and species-wise.” — Maureen N. McLean / “Come Again / Woods”
hot wattle thing
13 Ways of Looking at a Jabberwockbird 1A hot wattle thing of the new wave—a heel trestle tactician of new sex. 2A treble tabernacle template … condolences! 3Heathen tree table temple—tinplated condom. 4The hot new textile and treetop heating tableau … Continue reading
red giant capricious
I Am… (haiku) Yellow star burning—Red giant capriciousness—White dwarf exhausted. What I’m Reading: “There was a bottomlessness to the negations” — Stephanie Cawley / “Not”
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Tagged Blues, Chance Operations, Creative Writing, Dream Notation, Haiku, Microfiction, Paranoiac-Critical, Photography, Poetry, Prose Poetry, Writing
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speed reduced ahead
SOLASTALGIA II What I’m Reading: “Didn’t they know that the land was God itself, the sun and moon and rain, that it was all God?” —Ottessa Moshfegh / Lapvona