Tag Archives: Microfiction

reshuffle hardscrabble uprising

Posted on April 28, 2023 by istsfor manity

the high rattles the wean of lifetime—avoiding the limelight the constriction strings of loba radiator for a sofaa poor heartbeata marginalized adult reshuffle, hardscrabble, uprisingof three yes-men on third gearas 300,000 pregnant woodcutterscan, and do, attest send your epaulets for … Continue reading →

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the daffodils trumpet

Posted on April 27, 2023 by istsfor manity

Death in Spring (redux) The sheets of virus stillQuiet strafes the air Hubei or LombardyNew York or New Orleans The daffodils trumpetDeath in Spring Death in SpringSee those naked bodies Death in Spring What I’m Reading: “It knows it can’t … Continue reading →

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after 7-weeks

Posted on April 26, 2023 by istsfor manity

The Vortex After 7-weeks she left the vortex that was Florida. The pull of that gun-shaped black hole—the downward spirals, the death, the petty politics (savage as they are), the floods, the rain, the humidity, the heat… After 7-weeks she’d … Continue reading →

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there’s a scrabbling

Posted on April 25, 2023 by istsfor manity

Diminished (redux) You were going to try to sleep but you stopped to read this.What was that choice predicated on?I hear murmuring coming from outside.Shadows flit out of the window frame.There’s a scrabbling at the window up front. Something muffled … Continue reading →

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struck the bulldog

Posted on April 24, 2023 by istsfor manity

Glimmer Poets and Bulldogs An evil poet, at 9:05 PM, using a ventilator struck the SW corona of the toy bulldog location, breaking a large location wing and slightly damaging that wings framing. The resulting dance required the renegade of … Continue reading →

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meeting of sadness

Posted on April 23, 2023 by istsfor manity

The Best Stuff I Read This Week “I believe in books.” — Haki R. Madhubuti / “So Many Books, So Little Time” “The reason why conspiracy theories are so psychologically attractive is because they use clever tricks that the mind … Continue reading →

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end is near

Posted on April 22, 2023 by istsfor manity

iguana splatter (haiku) iguana splatter—weathered and desiccated—the end speeds at us What I’m Reading: “The end, it’s moving toward us.” —John James / “Lullaby”

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of stake narcotics

Posted on April 21, 2023 by istsfor manity

lyre liar bicker brown by the stairwell, narcissus—favor the divine! headlong into big-bangle jerkins—sumptuous and melancholy quaff a fifth of alepotent, plangent, and honeyed doubter of gallows rumorsshatter-shifting and reborn as a loyalty subcontractora wistful adaptor, weaving tamarisks into the … Continue reading →

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phlegm a bug

Posted on April 20, 2023 by istsfor manity

How I Move Yikes! Woke up choking this morning at 4:33 a.m. One of the last conscious thoughts I had, before chuting into rem sleep, concerned Mr. T’s “hovering pack of wolves.” (Maybe it was all that wolf/coyote cha-cha in … Continue reading →

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out big star

Posted on April 19, 2023 by istsfor manity

heliotropism my heart distills my bloodheliotropelooking for a sun a plantation of hatefulverdigrisfactors out to flow out big star not too farseveranceruns rampant over my tripartite welcomeparsethe light hiding from guards foiling the crowdsoutin the rain i carelesseach passing year … Continue reading →

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