Tag Archives: Hybrid writing

an obscure cube

Posted on April 21, 2022 by istsfor manity

Canker-Gray The woman in 316 drowned in a starless fog. She danced herself dizzy and collapsed onto her bed. Then the fog moved in. She ingested too much of the antipsychotic. It altered her senses. The fog was impossibly thick—all … Continue reading →

fall in reverse

Posted on April 20, 2022 by istsfor manity

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

Posted on April 19, 2022 by istsfor manity

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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move my pen

Posted on April 18, 2022 by istsfor manity

Loudmouth What can I offer? A warring world where life is bereft of meaning. Father on an amphetamine-fueled jag. Mother, a dark figure, a smoke-like wraith moving through the house. I stare and move my pen to the din of … Continue reading →

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this isn’t paradise

Posted on April 17, 2022 by istsfor manity

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

Posted on April 16, 2022 by istsfor manity

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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sharp even here

Posted on April 15, 2022 by istsfor manity

Rasped Haiku Her sickness resolved—Distilled, rasped clean by feverDreams, sharp even here. What I’m Reading: “No star burns forever . . . the world will eventually literally end.” — Emily St. John Mandel / Sea of Tranquility

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your local listings

Posted on April 10, 2022 by istsfor manity

Time is a distillation Coincidence is a construct Check your local listings What I’m Reading: “Too late now to keep the polar cap from melting. Venice subsides; South America explodes.” — John Barth / “Two Meditations”

see for yourself

Posted on April 9, 2022 by istsfor manity

Cloud Enjambments I’m the worst when it comes to fixingLeaks, see for yourself.I’ve seen maps with circularWalls. I love color jet packs. But you’ll need paperFor a lively discussion with a white stripeDown the middle of perception. PointillistDots and washes … Continue reading →

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how to proceed

Posted on April 8, 2022 by istsfor manity

Algorithmically Filtered Prose Poem Farrago or: How ‘da Machine Reads My Handwriting HAD I BECALE DE FANTASTICALLY LOSTMANCULE AVE BEEN LOST TOR SOME TIME – DECADE,• ACTUALLY – IN A LARAAINTA. MY OWN MAKING I DIDNT DEVE THIS MINATION IN … Continue reading →

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