Tag Archives: Flash Fiction

is this on

Posted on January 2, 2024 by istsfor manity

Mainlining Extinction An overheated tragedy unspoolingin a slow motion, so obscene—so perverse—in its deathly insistence,and the players moving aboutas if in a deep pool of molasses.What gives? Why this suicidal main-lining extinction by heat, drought,famine, forced migration, acidification & flood? … Continue reading →

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a local event

Posted on December 31, 2023 by istsfor manity

The Best Stuff I Read This Week “When you have no future, you vote for the past.” — Georgi Gospodinov / Time Shelter “The idea of managing energy use and controlling greenhouse gas emissions was anathema to the neoliberal economists … Continue reading →

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tiny sense (erasures)

Posted on December 30, 2023 by istsfor manity

What I’m Reading: “Today I decide to die and don’t because of the dog’s heft at the end of the bed … I envy the dead their past-tense bodies.” — Erin Marie Lynch / “FIGURE [?]” / Removal Acts

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death at 5:26

Posted on December 29, 2023 by istsfor manity

Hellish (redux) I forget what the final word is. Time fog is hellish. What more do you require on the day of your death at 5:26 am? What I’m Reading: “There were moments of beauty here and thereEverything ends, and … Continue reading →

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away the nightmare

Posted on December 28, 2023 by istsfor manity

What I’m Reading: “God is not dead. God has forgotten. God has dementia.” — Georgi Gospodinov / Time Shelter

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the exorcism matinée

Posted on December 27, 2023 by istsfor manity

Tied Up Wrong A bluebell crack. The storybook matador lost in last week’s storm. Like a drone cyclone of hothouse hornets, come inklings of nuclear enrichment here and there—not good places, but nowhere is good for instant vaporization. I’m in … Continue reading →

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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 →

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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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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 →

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