Tag Archives: Microfiction

the clogged canal

clogged (haiku) i looked for turtles—all day in the clogged canal—i saw only tires What I’m Reading: i am attracted to the promise of this landits hunger     dances naked on the table     i touchthe mouth of its decadent … Continue reading

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in this (my) neighborhood pt. 73

What I’m Reading: A searing heat wave that has gripped much of the United States in recent days is suspected of killing at least 28 people in the last week, according to reports from state officials, medical examiners and news … Continue reading

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across the dome

Scuttles (tanka+) A large ant scuttlesAcross the dome of my tentSisyphean taskIt’s stifling hot and humid—Which is slave to his boulder? (Searing transforms to seering) What I’m Reading: Part of me is always about to turnin a direction I will … Continue reading

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black miry canals

ghost town tanka (redux) of desperation,dim rooms moan obscenities.drafts seep through pane-crackedviews of black miry canals.alert sirens. empty streets. What I’m Reading: About suffering, they knew no more or less / than we do, being / housed in luminescence… — … Continue reading

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in this (my) neighborhood pt. 72

What I’m Reading: But everything’snot enoughyou have to go out& shakeeverything’shand and thetremendousfeeling ofeverythingis not shook enough. — Eileen Myles / “Sweet Heart”

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may be spotty

reading writing + riding So, over the next week I might miss a post or two. I’m spending the next week on my bicycle riding from Buffalo to Albany, NY with 650 other folks that think biking 400-miles in the … Continue reading

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a blister overhead

Memorable Stuff I Read This Week the sun is a blister overhead. — Lucille Clifton / “jasper texas 1998” As scorching heatwaves intensify and the frequency of wildfires surges … many European travellers … changed how they plan their holidays. … Continue reading

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obelisk as phallus

Shot (tanka +) McKinley was shotIn Buffalo—but not here—This spot was chosenTo honor the president.The obelisk as phallus— (To the evil that men do) What I’m Reading: … Too high for most of us with “the rocketsred glare” and then … Continue reading

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in this (my) neighborhood pt. 71

What I’m Reading: the meek     do inherit     the earth     only after the newworld becomes the old country     with no pot to piss in — Alison C. Rollins / “[American Journal]”

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hats and streamers

the listing ship The Puppet Pastiche Community is excited to announce our 4th of July Idiosyncrasy: Indemnification Creepy Creditor Party on Thursday July 4th, from 1-5pm in the lockup. Get your Lifeboats! This one’s a loss. But even the Greeks, … Continue reading

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