Tag Archives: Fiction

by cooking meat

Posted on August 29, 2022 by istsfor manity

The Best Stuff I Read This Week “She always knew that she was too small and stupid to lead a revolution, but she had hoped she could at least imagine one. She takes a deep breath, attacked by an awareness … Continue reading →

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the swish sultanas

Posted on August 25, 2022 by istsfor manity

Penumbra Heart You brought a felon backbone to the party. You panned the bouffant directory to the leftspeakers and no longer backclothed the swish sultanas. You are indecent with your handcart ducklings, dripping wet florins, and praise-wet stampedes—your sister-in-law dirging … Continue reading →

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rhyme schemes rhizome

Posted on August 21, 2022 by istsfor manity

She is Splooting on the Sward (When Shooting Won’t Do) One strong throat emerges to tell the straitjacket-story of a gifted and complicated mandible: Her despots are both deeper and weirder—splooting rib-deep on American fangs. Her handguns—blue steel euphonies—flexible, transcend … Continue reading →

cracked a book

Posted on August 16, 2022 by istsfor manity

Wormy Apple (haiku) I once cracked a bookOpen to dayglo nightmares—A wormy apple. What I’m Reading: “Stories don’t care how we tell them. Stories take any shape they want. Not all stories happen with a beginning, a middle, and an … Continue reading →

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the circular motion

Posted on August 12, 2022 by istsfor manity

octagonal agonals lost in the notionof the circular motionof your last rectagularwords What I’m Reading: “People piss me offspecifically and species-wise.” — Maureen N. McLean / “Come Again / Woods”

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hot wattle thing

Posted on August 11, 2022 by istsfor manity

13 Ways of Looking at a Jabberwockbird 1A hot wattle thing of the new wave—a heel trestle tactician of new sex. 2A treble tabernacle template … condolences! 3Heathen tree table temple—tinplated condom. 4The hot new textile and treetop heating tableau … Continue reading →

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whirlpool vision aflame

Posted on August 7, 2022 by istsfor manity

You Cannot Be Anything If You Want To Be Everything (redux) In her dream she was at a garish fairground carnival under a cloudless dayglo blue sky. She was separated from her parents. She panicked. She was lost in this … Continue reading →

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can’t step foot

Posted on August 5, 2022 by istsfor manity

After the Accident Haiku Cracked, I still can’t stepfoot into that—I didn’twant to drink water. What I’m Reading: “Sometimes the people in the streetlaugh and turn into sheet musictorn from the sky and left to flutter down” — Ron Padgett … Continue reading →

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please call me

Posted on August 4, 2022 by istsfor manity

Apologia Sine Qua Pfft! (2016 Found Email in Trash Folder) Dear Chunky, What in the hell has happened to the Dictionary.com word of the day email. Why is it suddenly festooned with all these “Jail Hillary” ads and links to … Continue reading →

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no nazi homophobes

Posted on August 1, 2022 by istsfor manity

The Best Stuff I Read This Week “… noncooperation with evil is just as much a moral duty as is cooperation with good.” — Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. / Stride Toward Freedom “Our modern capitalist economy was born thanks … Continue reading →

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