Tag Archives: Hybrid writing

flummoxed but curious

How I Feel (In the Continuous Present) … Like a router flummoxed but curious about what this be we’re doing— Like pens, a blackout poem marker & highlighter Frank O’Hara words deferred— Like a Gertrude Stein staple remover looking forward … Continue reading

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sudden shocking discovery

The Best Stuff I Read This Week “Suffice to say, I do not feel the same enthusiasm around this technology … I understand that ChatGPT is in its infancy but perhaps that is the emerging horror of AI – that … Continue reading

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left ventricle ablaze

bleeding heart aflame ive got the bleeding heart of jesus aflamesomebody say amen ive got the rhyzomatic bleeding heart aflamesomebody say amen my eyes are on firesomebody say amen ive got primordial matter sloughing this way and thatsomebody say amen … Continue reading

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not to remember

haunted (found poem: erased manipulated & cut-up) selecta placehauntedspiritedimbuedwith days sticktimes and a noteof lightand sound shadowsomeoneand arise leave smellstextures phonea thoughtand memorythat sensorypockettalk afterwardcheckeverything youremembertry not to rememberjust observe What I’m Reading: “Saw sea waves rush ashoresome angry some … Continue reading

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a euchre poultice

Email from the Northern Country @ N+14 Hi Neighbors! Do you know leeks? I would lump to start a coalfield fire that meets subterraneanly on occasion and smolders . I did this when I lived in Michigan—it’s a veritable furnace! … Continue reading

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be just fine

Just Fine (haiku) Nothing understood,Nothing to rely upon—She would be just fine. What I’m Reading: “We are eroding. We are evolving. This is my mantra. The time has come to stop seeing ourselves as saviors and instead  see ourselves as human beings … Continue reading

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in (my) this neighborhood pt. 21

What I’m Reading: “Because people are a nightmare. Any system predicated on the idea of innate human decency is a joke. We’re proving that now, as we have been for centuries. That hatred, that bigotry, that superstition, that deep, deep … Continue reading

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a constant cavil

Caustics & Acrostics For $20 someone phones me and spits insults, in Cuban-inflected Spanish, through my earpiece. I also invest in seed packs for vanity, narcissus, and temerity. My fingers are refracted in the water backing up in the sink. … Continue reading

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depleted and paltry

Email Fanfaronade Today, $50 = $100 when you make a gift to sustain… … my Ficus Audrey Tree. This is a mature tree around 6 ft tall— The fabric is Missoni and it has a pull out full-size bed. There … Continue reading

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the babblative no

(or is it my stomach?) Dearest X, December rush, eh?Rebarbative bedfellows, yes?Assuage the babblative, no? You’ve got another December rush going and no guardian of the journal yet—you… you… you see… you see men hovering outside your window 15 & … Continue reading

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