Tag Archives: Fiction

up with people

Posted on April 19, 2021 by istsfor manity

(press play button above for my short film: parapraxis) Try the Truth We’ve all had contact with death, or with typewriter bullets resounding. We’ve seen zucchettos falling off heads—miters beatified without popes beneath them—and then sought the refuge of the … Continue reading →

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feckless anagram composition

Posted on April 15, 2021 by istsfor manity

(press play above to watch my short film, cloud generator) Feckle of Fug Fugue Fickle In a land where nothing of note took place—except waiting for something of note to take place—here, there lived a figure, a fixture, of feckless anagram … Continue reading →

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my sloth is

Posted on April 7, 2021 by istsfor manity

Who Woke Up Sucking a Lemon? When ironing I do most of my day’s work. I imagine I hit people with all my force—my shirts double for the people I really dislike. You text me that I have to hit … Continue reading →

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his grandmother teaspoon

Posted on April 6, 2021 by istsfor manity

Threnody for Slim Goat James (a found & erased document) James is believed to be buried in increasingly popular places. Find him near the barnacles, spider crabs, cockles, razor clams, and a mix of slim goat and sheep. He was … Continue reading →

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peat-boggy notional

Posted on April 5, 2021 by istsfor manity

The Revanchist’s Score (to Settle) She is clearly not amused. Events have gone awry. It is her score (to settle) now—it is placid and peat-boggy notional—certainly “doable.” She will take back her river of grass. The dissonance is too much … Continue reading →

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gimcrack addict get

Posted on April 4, 2021 by istsfor manity

Strangely Attracted to a Lack of Sense I’m feeling strangely attracted to the can of viscous motor oil in the corner. I could have said “vicious” but I’ve just come from the cornershop thrumming in a pink and light blue … Continue reading →

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this may be

Posted on April 3, 2021 by istsfor manity

The Second Day The month started off well enough, but on the second day life seemed to go upside-down and backward. Huh, he said, this may be a challenge. “Stray bullets and consequences were landing on our unsuspecting bodies even … Continue reading →

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shot she shot

Posted on April 1, 2021 by istsfor manity

SLR It was an aversion that grew out of a childhood compulsion to read every interpretive sign she came across on family vacations and school field trips. She began back in the analog age on a single lens reflex camera, … Continue reading →

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welt on your

Posted on March 31, 2021 by istsfor manity

Beyond Grammar Clothes hoist. They can’t stop every time it gets windy or they’ll never finish the job. Don’t disturb Papa. He’ll rage out of the room and throw darts at us. I wish we had never given him that … Continue reading →

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you must know

Posted on March 29, 2021 by istsfor manity

The Contractive Subtractive There were erasures to make. He made the erasures. There were no complaints. The work was done. He moved on. When more erasures were required, he made those; and in this manner his work was accomplished, and … Continue reading →

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