Tag Archives: Dream Notation

deathbed bikinis radiographs

Posted on June 5, 2024 by istsfor manity

desultory tanka (post-travel blues) contralto teamstersintermittent jackhammersconsular teapotsright-wing deathbed bikinisradiographs and lemons What I’m Reading: The problem with depression is that someone else made it, but that person never existed. — Victoria Chang / “Friendship, 1963”

hot heavyweight tremolo

Posted on June 4, 2024 by istsfor manity

13 Ways of Looking at a Jabberwockbird (travel day redux) 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 … Continue reading →

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me on monday

Posted on June 3, 2024 by istsfor manity

monday / wednesday plastic shovel in handshots whizz by my headit’s hard to breathe and bike this fast i strike a saintly posei’m a pin cushion / i’m a pineapplei’m a porcupine undone arrows are an occupational hazardtied up waiting … Continue reading →

i already see

Posted on June 2, 2024 by istsfor manity

Memorable Stuff I Read This Week This year I turned my back to the world. I let language face / the front. The parting felt like a death. The first person ran / away like a horse. — Victoria Chang … Continue reading →

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an angry fix

Posted on June 1, 2024 by istsfor manity

i saw i saw peahens doing peahen type things … foraging, say i saw the best mimes of my generation destroyed by words, speaking hysterical phonemes i saw trios of palms hovering over hobie beach looking for an angry fix, … Continue reading →

contented to coast

Posted on May 31, 2024 by istsfor manity

behind your slipstream tanka behind your slipstreami draft—contented to coastdrawn and effortlessinto a soft blue vortex—rebuttal that never comes What I’m Reading: I prefer a theology of silence, the eschatology of the shrug, a religion of holding my wife’s handfor … Continue reading →

mules donkeys jackasses

Posted on May 30, 2024 by istsfor manity

Mules? … Donkeys? … Jackasses? … Huh?! What I’m Reading: … The best thing about emptiness is if you close youreyes in a field, you’ll open your eyes in a field. — Victoria Chang / “With My Back to the … Continue reading →

writing that thing

Posted on May 29, 2024 by istsfor manity

I Am Writing This (redux) 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 … Continue reading →

in the liminal

Posted on May 28, 2024 by istsfor manity

fail better we linger in the liminalwe linger in thought we hunger for peacewe glut on war and waste we strivewe survive we failwe fail again and fail better that won’t always be the casethat is nature’s guarantee What I’m … Continue reading →

in this (my) neighborhood pt. 63

Posted on May 27, 2024 by istsfor manity

What I’m Reading: “We need to get angry. We need to get very angry at really the planetary vandalism that these companies have done.” —Matt Simon / “Microplastics are everywhere. Here’s what that means for your health.” / Apple News … Continue reading →

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