Tag Archives: Fiction

in this (my) neighborhood pt. 51

Posted on November 17, 2023 by istsfor manity

What I’m Reading: “How seldom nowadays a floating fleet of ships is, too few are tempests of blood,crosses, snakes & fishes; our end times reveal themselves as nuclear cataclysm, flood & drought, pandemic. Once a week you pull off your … Continue reading →

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do not reply

Posted on November 15, 2023 by istsfor manity

transcend your risk—no pain / only impact stop—disorientation / disconnect replicate instead—practice good / do not reply transcend What I’m Reading: “I hate them as I hate sex,the man’s mouthsealing my mouth, the man’sparalyzing body—“ — Louise Glück / “Mock … Continue reading →

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fur your hilt

Posted on November 14, 2023 by istsfor manity

SNOOZE What if I show you what this mob made? She said: I was also an English-American malady. I’ll be doing airgun charades at the breakwater in a court of backwater sorbets. She said: You mean you recorded yourself talking? … Continue reading →

in a swirl

Posted on November 13, 2023 by istsfor manity

Animus My alms / my ownRecast myself as repast In a swirl of discordMy poisons / my own What I’m Reading: “The light is a grinder of knives jangling his bellsFor seven in the morning.” — Allen Grossman / “The … Continue reading →

the fairies hide

Posted on November 12, 2023 by istsfor manity

The Best Stuff I Read This Week “now the parts in our hair and our soles wither and the fairies lie half-charred at the stake” — Hans Arp / “The Swallow’s Testicle” “According to Albrecht, those suffering solastalgia feel a … Continue reading →

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in this (my) neighborhood pt. 50

Posted on November 11, 2023 by istsfor manity

What I’m Reading: “… My eye driftsto the buff belly of a hawk wheeling,as they do, in a late fall light that meltsagainst the turning oak and smeltsits leaves bronze.” — Donika Kelly / “I love you. I miss you.Please … Continue reading →

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the long loneliness

Posted on October 22, 2023 by istsfor manity

The Best Stuff I Read This Week “… even a good man was more deadly than the worst of bears…” — Lauren Groff / The Vaster Wilds “Glück’s death marks a line break, but not a full stop, to a … Continue reading →

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people didn’t listen

Posted on June 11, 2023 by istsfor manity

The Best Stuff I Read This Week “… the earth screeches, plates collapse,the walls lose their grip on the paintings,nothing is aligned like the planets we think we understand.” — Antonella Anedda / “Historiae 2” “I don’t know whyI keep … Continue reading →

bouquet of bones

Posted on March 26, 2023 by istsfor manity

The Best Stuff I (Barely) Read This Week “Pick your place anywhere in the world and Great Salt Lake is a mirror reflecting a flashing light on what is coming and what is already here. Our natural touchstones of joy … Continue reading →

everything will pass

Posted on March 12, 2023 by istsfor manity

The Best Stuff I Read This Week “Together we must learn to live as brothers or together we will be forced to perish as fools.” — Martin Luther King, Jr. / Where Do We Go from Here: Chaos or Community? … Continue reading →

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