Tag Archives: Hybrid writing

women don’t generally

The Arkansas Fluke (redux) I ate the wrong crawfish on my first float trip. It really wasn’t wrong, but eating it raw sure was. A specialized blood test found a lung fluke eating me from the inside out. I didn’t … Continue reading

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signature and textures

The Last Show Overheard at the last concert before the pandemic (January 25, 2020) . . . The most important band that people don’t know. I first heard this song while taking a shower in a Czech hotel. I love … Continue reading

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blow on pinwheels

Pell-Mell Into Some Fusillade Overheard at the artillery field… Let’s take out that minuscule target with a 240 mm cannonade.No need to sight anything let’s just shoot willy nilly.Let’s just load them up and fire and screw the captains and … Continue reading

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roots everywhere your

Potting Shed Notes from Around the World WOEFUL YOUWoUD yOu LIKEToPETICULATE ABOUTSPREAINE AND POTTING DEROOTS EVEREWHERE YOUrTENTACLES REACHTAUFTUE PAIS AHD PGaPRaGALDATA DF SPEAR FOR THECLAROGET DOWNON PIE FLAT EROUNDLATRIYR BAD SELF AND YOURINTEGUMENTS BOUNDHUNZUHATZ MELLI What I’m Reading: “The worst … Continue reading

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a jackhammer-mad

Tubercular Dream There were no soft monsters last night—but a hue blue neural synapse saved a receding shadow. I was sitting on a bar in a bird cage. I was naked. A black shape behind me, on my shoulder, picked … Continue reading

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a different shade

Hue of Residue This is a new art / new ideasMark making implement . . . And this is another—the sameIt seems. And this one appears silver but it’s the same—Just a different shade. This is the last implement of … Continue reading

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is no sleep

Is Sleepless Holograph A slack holograph lives hereIt pulses enigma and horrorIt is, to obliterate all,Missing a watchman—There is no byproductThere is no “is”— There is hornet and horsefly. There is no sleep—Sleep eludes us. What I’m Reading: “… my … Continue reading

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your right plugholes

It’s my dream / Well it scares me! Would you, could you, please, at least write 100 words as a draftee peasant to your rest-home workshop. Stretch your lenses out so they penetrate the air— the airships that pour out … Continue reading

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can’t do this

How do I manage to stay underground? Are you going to help me? Can you arrange it? I can’t do this alone. What I’m Reading: “Now I only dream in English. I do not recognize my own voice.I open my … Continue reading

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articulations & agreements

Beyond Set (Ñackets 2) Thesis paper joyless—After the injection of potassium bromidethere is no Marcela right-wing jet set.After stimulation to the heartuploaded their gelatinous set.It’s unpredictable and immeasurable.The new goal to express their defenses (set)—immaterial & pileated & your articles,articulations … Continue reading

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