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viral blood moon

caught-taut & lenticular lodged in the hippocampusmired in the slipstreamof an articulated faith dashed caught-taut & lenticularin the shadow of nightmarea gesture—superheated handson the throat a child listless in mid-aira vise foreshadowingthe pine boxlowered underground beneath a viral-blood moonnight claws … Continue reading

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okay and then

Dust Up at the Ponies So she’s says to him, “when I was younger and finally got a prescription for Prozac and Lithium I thought my life was finally pivoting.” He was nonplussed. He’d been talking about the horses and … Continue reading

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junior prom floor

The Heavy-O-Sity Cream Dream I want you to root the violence out of the system, but you delay and acquiesce — this is the heavy-o-sity of our case. There are no life preservers to pass out—only anvils and 50 lb. … Continue reading

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in the mist

Ocean Sounds She spoke to her AI speaker, “Play ocean sounds.” The speaker responded and complied. She dreamt of a thin pixellated mist outside her window as the opening shot to her next film. She placed her hand on her … Continue reading

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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”

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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

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this isn’t paradise

Phantom The amplitude of echoesFunction like a phantom limb Glucose seeps into the cellsSmell of white gas and charcoal A swale once full of shoulder depth snowDid you know Frazil are ice crystalsFormed in turbulent water, as in swiftStreams or … Continue reading

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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

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give me enough

Swing the Heartache Give ‘em enough rope.Give me enough rope.Rope. Swing the heartache.The heartache swing.Swing. Heartache.Swing.Rope. What I’m Reading: “In an unreasonable world, reason isn’t reasonable.” — Kathy Acker / Empire of the Senseless

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a jackhammer-mad

Tubercular Dream There were no soft monsters last night—but a hue blue neural synapse saved a receding shadow. I was sitting on a bar in a bird cage. I was naked. A black shape behind me, on my shoulder, picked … Continue reading

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