Tag Archives: Hybrid writing

hard and pointillist

Posted on October 23, 2022 by istsfor manity

Anathema In extremis slender fungus, milk and coffee, fun among us. What was the propellor doing in the twisty-too bar with the rudder? What’s the shakes, handbrake? In some far-off land where the Jaberwock lives, and hard and pointillist sense … Continue reading →

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the fry detector

Posted on October 21, 2022 by istsfor manity

Halloween Memo @ N+14 To all respirators: This Halloween, Monday, Oct 31, respirator chipmunks will be trimaran-or-treating in the tract and the tractor houseplants. If you would like island chipmunks to labour on your dose, show off their counsels and … Continue reading →

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in my neighborhood pt. 17

Posted on October 20, 2022 by istsfor manity

Clack Clack Blood fall, blood meal, blood fails.There’s blood in ‘em leaves. And all the while the high heel lady goes:Clack clack clackity clack upstairs. Blood on the tracksSocks in your pants(The pockets)Sop it! That clack clack clackity clack… What … Continue reading →

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i was downgraded

Posted on October 19, 2022 by istsfor manity

Tardigrade Dream Ukiah Haiku Tanka Fu Dreams from another planet—I was downgraded.I’m an ancient tardigrade: Eyeless and armored,Yet kind (harmless to humans),Parthenogenic, Sharp-clawed and faceless.(Only a mother would love)…I am my mother!I float like a bathysphereThrough an ocean of pale … Continue reading →

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again it’s early

Posted on October 17, 2022 by istsfor manity

in my neighborhood pt. 16 It’s early in the morning…The distributive functionOf any transitive propertyIs essentially non binding…Again, it’s early in the morn. What I’m Reading: “maybe i should’ve memorized memory” — Bernadette Mayer / “Unconditional Death Is a Good … Continue reading →

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misidentified as another

Posted on October 11, 2022 by istsfor manity

concern 124 (v.2) your officeis blood office my name is 78theres too much pressure last week was as datedas the previous weeki added a letteri added an addled letter i couldnt use greekcause the hurricanesr using the alphabetagain must i … Continue reading →

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semi-quavered skronk

Posted on October 6, 2022 by istsfor manity

This. Is. Digitized. This is a digitized morning page. This is a digitized mourning phase. This is digitized mental squall. This is digitized coming to terms. This is digitized hullabaloo. This is digitized push and pull through the eye of … Continue reading →

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grope and cope

Posted on October 4, 2022 by istsfor manity

The Bipolarities of Bipolar2 …the bipolarities of bipolar2 means the investiture of happy sad happy sad happy sad…means the cyclic nucleic acidic gentrification of my sadness…and the entropic dystopic myopic envisioning of my happiness…sorta’ rolla’ coasta’ o’ love hate love … Continue reading →

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the ostrich seeking

Posted on September 30, 2022 by istsfor manity

What I’m Reading: “We think of the key, each in his prisonThinking of the key, each confirms a prison” — T.S. Eliot / “The Wasteland”

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where you going

Posted on September 29, 2022 by istsfor manity

Trickle & Tone She said, I long to shapea moon from bone. I heard that before,somewhere—it resonated. A chordstruck—atonal& dissonant. A wound—a pickaxe stymie,a hurricane holein homogeneity.Monosyllabictrickle & tone. Whereyou going—whereyou been? I’ll find a planetariumto bathe in—nothing moreto say. … Continue reading →

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