Tag Archives: Fiction

chaw of thistles

Posted on April 2, 2024 by istsfor manity

Like Glossolalia (redux) Like a van garde avant. Like drinking tea filtered through a Russian soldier’s underwear. Like speaking through saxophone skronk. Like drying your back with nettles and swallowing a chaw of thistles. Like bored sawing through panel board. … Continue reading →

want to help

Posted on April 1, 2024 by istsfor manity

When Your Watch Eavesdrops on Your Conversation, Unbeckoned, and Intrudes with Pronouncements What I’m Reading: It is by riding a bicycle that you learn the contours of a country best, since you have to sweat up the hills and coast … Continue reading →

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i know grief

Posted on March 31, 2024 by istsfor manity

Memorable Stuff I Read This Week I need to speak about living roomwhere the land is not bullied and beaten toa tombstone — June Jordan / “Moving towards Home” In The Origins of Totalitarianism, Hannah Arendt remarked that we repeat … Continue reading →

are losing time

Posted on March 30, 2024 by istsfor manity

patho-cronismos haiku ice caps disappearthe earth’s rotation slows downwe are losing time What I’m Reading: Climate change is starting to alter how humans keep time. An analysis published in Nature on 27 March has predicted that melting ice caps are … Continue reading →

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lost the plot

Posted on March 29, 2024 by istsfor manity

Sanctioned by the Association of Urologic Twee (redux) (Fade Out / 8 channels of noise : one channel of noise drops out every 30 seconds until there is silence) Voiceover In Search Of A Film: Soft antennae entertainment turned minds … Continue reading →

on the heart

Posted on March 28, 2024 by istsfor manity

Mise en Squalor + Plagues This is a mise en abyme of a mise en abyme in a mise en abyme. This is historical quicksand. What of the Inquisition kitchen? A fungus settled on the heart. The Great Deficiency of … Continue reading →

in this (my) neighborhood pt. 57

Posted on March 27, 2024 by istsfor manity

What I’m Reading: The bicycle wheel is one of the strongest of all human contrivances, capable of supporting approximately four hundred times its own weight. In theory, a buffalo could pedal a bike without the wheels buckling under the load. … Continue reading →

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can’t see me

Posted on March 26, 2024 by istsfor manity

Identity Reconstruction Tanka Now you see me, nowyou don’t. I’m lost to myself.Even I can’t seeme. These are the places Ilived. This is the art I made. What I’m Reading: Some beauty is visible only when abutted by banality. Spots … Continue reading →

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air is electrified

Posted on March 25, 2024 by istsfor manity

harvest broaster chicken on speed dialfans oscillating from every cornerdust devils gyring in the living roomthe fridge texts — low on oat milk house heaves a sigh of desperationwants to set upon squarely on a witchbut they’re far and few … Continue reading →

makes no difference

Posted on March 24, 2024 by istsfor manity

Memorable Stuff I Read This Week If God is a man, he could never understand the mundane threats women experience every single day of our lives. — Bora Chung / “Maria, Gratia Plena” / Your Utopia When the warming ocean … Continue reading →

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