Tag Archives: Fiction

sound of going

Posted on December 25, 2023 by istsfor manity

Go Some off-brand thing was birthedOn an off-yearThe offal smell was awfulExtravagant—too many notesOf putrefactionLike so many cast-off organsOf admission, submission & perceptionGoGo on and sing in your off-key mannerIn your off-kilter empty halterYour bodice sleeveless & headlessIn an off-putting … Continue reading →

feel anything human

Posted on December 24, 2023 by istsfor manity

The Best Stuff I Read This Week “You will be hollow. We shall squeeze you empty, and then we shall fill you with ourselves.” — George Orwell / 1984 “I think I can see why we humans rarely deal with … Continue reading →

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meringue laden queefs

Posted on December 23, 2023 by istsfor manity

Riot in the Planetarium I overhear them talking of justification served brusquely — of the red, white and bluebell slash of false prophets. I overhear them considering who to bring justification to next: the slogans of smarmy approbation, the soft-pedal … Continue reading →

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distortion and static

Posted on December 22, 2023 by istsfor manity

Stained I know of no one who considers themself a veteran. A Venetian, maybe. A Venusian, most definitely. A Velvet Undeground-ian … well, that’s me. I play “Sister Ray” everyday. I start each day with 17+ minutes of “a good … Continue reading →

this r.e.m. cycle

Posted on December 18, 2023 by istsfor manity

The Ballad of Baby Gumdrops X. Do you want baby gumdrops? Z. Do you want anything while I’m up? Y. It’s 72 degrees in here. Z. No, I don’t want baby gumdrops. Y. This here says a tree fell on … Continue reading →

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or less insane

Posted on December 17, 2023 by istsfor manity

The Best Stuff I Read This Week “Something remarkable happens when you walk a long-distance path. I think you find an honesty that you don’t see in normal life. It unites those who walk in a sort of trail-induced euphoria … Continue reading →

fool that expands

Posted on December 16, 2023 by istsfor manity

Dear Residents, Due to recent kitchen sink backups, this is a gentle reminder of what cannot go down the garbage disposal: Thank you for your cooperation and please contact the Management Office with ointment for any quintuplets. What I’m Reading: … Continue reading →

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keep the spoils

Posted on December 15, 2023 by istsfor manity

by doing so (tanka) bonus awarded—you get the prize, keep the spoils,i lose—get nothingin this manner life unspools—ouroboros unbroken What I’m Reading: “Right-wingers quote Orwell out of context to smear their enemies as fascists, and in the next breath laud … Continue reading →

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flood the shoreline

Posted on December 14, 2023 by istsfor manity

The Tug of Ghosts (redux) It seemed to her she was always leaving, or someone was leaving her. Her father disappeared one day when she was ten. Her mother disappeared into a fog of alcohol and mental illness the next … Continue reading →

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specializing in pedantics

Posted on December 13, 2023 by istsfor manity

Slightly Personal Personal Hello All! I named my nasturtium Christina—thee new respirator bullfrog! I am excited to introduce her. She graduated from Honeymoon Croupier Institute in 2019. And is currently pursuing a Nutcracker Prat, J.D. in Pedantics at U of … Continue reading →

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