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Tag Archives: Hybrid writing
while you sleep
Creases Sodden targetsIn an era of rampant mental illness.Loose lips sink shrinks.What have you tested for?The results remain the flame.You’ve received a phone callThat says you are loathed.A surveillance expert creasesYour papers while you sleep.You’ve been living undergroundFor two breathless … Continue reading
please move on
Press play button above to watch my short film Hair Shirt (:40) What I’m Reading: “Let the fog’s callsgo to voicemail. Tell the fogto eat shit, burn the fog’s letters.” — Ruth Madievsky / “Fog”
into the center
Phosphene Dream (redux) He produced phosphenes that smelled of mandarin oranges — a strange synesthetic effect that followed the orange-rimmed yellow spots that exploded in his closed-eye vision. He thought this was an improvement on the phosphenes of his youth … Continue reading
your mystery date
Screen Saver Reverie This is a diagram of dashed hopes. This is a crash-dash bifurcation of the cerebrum. There is a disconnect here. This is suggestive of terrible things to come. Proof positive of all the damage incurred. Wondering what’s … Continue reading
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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use the skins
Excerpts from My Inbox A serious mistake was made giving less than 24 hours-notice … We have a cat and a charming baby … I would describe it as a dark comedy I suppose … Creamy white leather sofa–like new … Continue reading
truckfuls of trees
Immiserations Everyday Extinctions Covered in crudeBlack beachHell’s coast Truckfuls of treesClear cutDenuded forest Rich as Croesus What I’m Reading: “Deforestation currently adds about a billion tons of carbon to the atmosphere annually, which is twenty per cent or more of … Continue reading
i’d rather not
Abnegation I don’t want to.I’d rather not.Please, no.Negatory.Nah.No. What I’m Reading: “… the air around us—even where it’s clean, and smells like spring, and is filled with birds—is significantly changed. We have substantially altered the earth’s atmosphere.” — William McKibben … Continue reading
crack through asphalt
Shadow Haiku Weeds crack through asphaltVines choke exposed steel rebarMan but a shadow What I’m Reading: “Without recognizing it, we have already stepped over the threshold of such a change. I believe that we are at the end of nature.” … Continue reading
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Tagged Creative Writing, Dream Notation, Haiku, Hybrid writing, Paranoiac-Critical, Photography, Poetry, Post-Apocalypse, Prose Poetry, Writing
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to melt away
Consigned We streamed into the streamThe water we stood inWe stood inOnly once We eventually returned to whereWe came fromWe came from a desolate place We began to melt away I was not sorry We had been in timeIn time … Continue reading
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