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Tag Archives: Experimental writing
into the center
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
use the skins
Excerpts from My Inbox A serious mistake was made giving less than 24 hours-notice … We have a cat and a charming baby … I would describe it as a dark comedy I suppose … Creamy white leather sofa–like new … Continue reading
i’d rather not
Abnegation I don’t want to.I’d rather not.Please, no.Negatory.Nah.No. What I’m Reading: “… the air around us—even where it’s clean, and smells like spring, and is filled with birds—is significantly changed. We have substantially altered the earth’s atmosphere.” — William McKibben … Continue reading
an obscure cube
Canker-Gray The woman in 316 drowned in a starless fog. She danced herself dizzy and collapsed onto her bed. Then the fog moved in. She ingested too much of the antipsychotic. It altered her senses. The fog was impossibly thick—all … Continue reading
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”
new found vision
Lay Hands She woke up desirous of having acute control of mise en scène. She wanted to become a film director / cinematographer, and to live a future of more linearity and clarity. That night she explained her new found … Continue reading
move my pen
Loudmouth What can I offer? A warring world where life is bereft of meaning. Father on an amphetamine-fueled jag. Mother, a dark figure, a smoke-like wraith moving through the house. I stare and move my pen to the din of … Continue reading
the upper bout
Finale of Seem (redux) It’s all about noise. About the back and forth of improvisational counterpoint — an F flat ostinato call here, an arpeggio of the B scale in response there… like the scale of wildfires and flash flood … Continue reading
your local listings
Time is a distillation Coincidence is a construct Check your local listings What I’m Reading: “Too late now to keep the polar cap from melting. Venice subsides; South America explodes.” — John Barth / “Two Meditations”
how to proceed
Algorithmically Filtered Prose Poem Farrago or: How ‘da Machine Reads My Handwriting HAD I BECALE DE FANTASTICALLY LOSTMANCULE AVE BEEN LOST TOR SOME TIME – DECADE,• ACTUALLY – IN A LARAAINTA. MY OWN MAKING I DIDNT DEVE THIS MINATION IN … Continue reading
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