Tag Archives: Microfiction

a euchre poultice

Posted on January 16, 2023 by istsfor manity

Email from the Northern Country @ N+14 Hi Neighbors! Do you know leeks? I would lump to start a coalfield fire that meets subterraneanly on occasion and smolders . I did this when I lived in Michigan—it’s a veritable furnace! … Continue reading →

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this town was

Posted on January 14, 2023 by istsfor manity

sloughed (haiku) she sloughed off the past—this town was her place of birth,but she not of it.

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be just fine

Posted on January 13, 2023 by istsfor manity

Just Fine (haiku) Nothing understood,Nothing to rely upon—She would be just fine. What I’m Reading: “We are eroding. We are evolving. This is my mantra. The time has come to stop seeing ourselves as saviors and instead  see ourselves as human beings … Continue reading →

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in (my) this neighborhood pt. 21

Posted on January 12, 2023 by istsfor manity

What I’m Reading: “Because people are a nightmare. Any system predicated on the idea of innate human decency is a joke. We’re proving that now, as we have been for centuries. That hatred, that bigotry, that superstition, that deep, deep … Continue reading →

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continues to loop

Posted on January 11, 2023 by istsfor manity

Not Sure I am certain that it is the devil’s work, and the devil doesn’t speak English, so here I am studying Mandarin and I have no idea how this fortune cookie, which is written in Spanish, got here. I’m … Continue reading →

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eyes turned inward

Posted on January 10, 2023 by istsfor manity

death eyes (ukiah) eye had been given death eyesblack eyes turned inwardcoruscated eyes that burn What I’m Reading: “Was I sleeping while others suffered? Am I sleeping now? Tomorrow when I wake, or think I do, what shall I say … Continue reading →

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chimes our crimes

Posted on January 9, 2023 by istsfor manity

A Week One in a New Year (n+7) A red clove beatnikfalling against the snuffs— you delighted—look ready forour “do-come-in.” We take our timing, warm up for the dark, eyeing the cobblestones, boozers, scarves— four to six bridges, red flanges—the … Continue reading →

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wandering little drift

Posted on January 8, 2023 by istsfor manity

The Best Stuff I Read This Week “Then at some point there was something called the internet of things, a phrase I never really understood, but anyway I am now all about the internet of the senses, which can’t be … Continue reading →

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like lithium fog

Posted on January 7, 2023 by istsfor manity

like like lithium foglike muslin gauzelike truce & warfarelike a weariness that settleslike wondering & wanderinglike the ever-lengthening linelike the slight scrim between u & the world like a poem that ends here. What I’m Reading: “you are the cow … Continue reading →

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but i digress

Posted on January 6, 2023 by istsfor manity

pero divago es un automatismo francoy elevado nada que ver con el generalísimopero en general es el género de nuestros enerosnublados & nevlados entre nuestras gestiones congeladas& fracasos helados te quiero decirte quiero pero divagodistraído en la catedraldel cuy empalado … Continue reading →

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