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Tag Archives: Experimental film
the hot edge
sadness and fury sadness and furyand also, remarkably, hopebut it fadesoh it fadesin the hazeat the hot edgeof 1000 ppm20 feet of water comingbest learn to swimbest learn to rowbest to prepyr rocketto nowheresnow What I’m listening to: “So this … Continue reading
under the influence
Exophony Under the influence of another tongueUnder the influence of a glass in shardsUnder the influence of a perpetual pandemicUnder the influence of a second boosterUnder the influence of crass appealUnder the influence of social regressionUnder the influence of climate … Continue reading
please move on
Press play button above to watch my short film Hair Shirt (:40) What I’m Reading: “Let the fog’s callsgo to voicemail. Tell the fogto eat shit, burn the fog’s letters.” — Ruth Madievsky / “Fog”
fall in reverse
derecho haiku derecho blows inlike a spastic jumping beanleaves fall in reverse What I’m Reading: “I write, that’s for sure.Death, from the other side,is levitating.” — Melissa Sauma / “Reminiscence”
echo of echoes
Hear (haiku) Ears color speckle Parabolic sound resoundsEcho of echoes What I’m Reading: “Always, I hear a little oratorioinside my head. Mothshave carried away my carpets,like invisible pallbearers.” — Henri Cole / “Free Dirt”
give me enough
Swing the Heartache Give ‘em enough rope.Give me enough rope.Rope. Swing the heartache.The heartache swing.Swing. Heartache.Swing.Rope. What I’m Reading: “In an unreasonable world, reason isn’t reasonable.” — Kathy Acker / Empire of the Senseless
articulations & agreements
Beyond Set (Ñackets 2) Thesis paper joyless—After the injection of potassium bromidethere is no Marcela right-wing jet set.After stimulation to the heartuploaded their gelatinous set.It’s unpredictable and immeasurable.The new goal to express their defenses (set)—immaterial & pileated & your articles,articulations … Continue reading
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Tagged Chance Operations, Creative Writing, Cut-Up Writing, Dada, Drama is the Opiate of the Masses, Dream Notation, Experimental film, Experimental video, Experimental writing, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Ghosts, Hybrid writing, Paranoiac-Critical, Photography, Poetry, Post-Apocalypse, Prose Poetry, Writing
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The Bullyboy Creep
Thee Bullyboy Creep Bullyboy in turtleneck aplombStringing z’s together in an endless creepCreep o’ the centuryCreep o’ the weekDo thee Bullyboy Creep What I’m Reading: “We have the capacities for understanding and, at the same time, we understand nothing…” — … Continue reading
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Tagged Creative Writing, Dada, Drama is the Opiate of the Masses, Dream Notation, Experimental film, Experimental video, Experimental writing, Flash Fiction, Hybrid writing, Microfiction, Paranoiac-Critical, Photography, Poetry, Post-Apocalypse, Prose Poetry, Writing
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watch your peripheries
Ñackets This is the movement of fear… Watch your peripheries… What I’m Reading: “As a teenager, poetry became the way I created space between wounds.” — Naomi Ortiz / “Crip Ecologies: Complicate the Conversation to Reclaim Power”
why don’t people
SQUALL The long winter was the cause. He hit the snow plow driver with a shovel. He cut the man’s brow deeply over his left eye. A neighbor said: “Incidents like this don’t usually occur in this neighborhood.” Another said: … Continue reading