Tag Archives: Microfiction

do we pivot

Posted on January 1, 2024 by istsfor manity

Desperate Things should be betterDesperately so—We are running it into the groundWe should be betterDesperately so—Yet we can’t help ourselvesHow do we pivot?How do we break this downward spiral? A new year.A new beginning? Desperately neededDesperately so— Happy happy joy … Continue reading →

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a local event

Posted on December 31, 2023 by istsfor manity

The Best Stuff I Read This Week “When you have no future, you vote for the past.” — Georgi Gospodinov / Time Shelter “The idea of managing energy use and controlling greenhouse gas emissions was anathema to the neoliberal economists … Continue reading →

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tiny sense (erasures)

Posted on December 30, 2023 by istsfor manity

What I’m Reading: “Today I decide to die and don’t because of the dog’s heft at the end of the bed … I envy the dead their past-tense bodies.” — Erin Marie Lynch / “FIGURE [?]” / Removal Acts

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death at 5:26

Posted on December 29, 2023 by istsfor manity

Hellish (redux) I forget what the final word is. Time fog is hellish. What more do you require on the day of your death at 5:26 am? What I’m Reading: “There were moments of beauty here and thereEverything ends, and … Continue reading →

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away the nightmare

Posted on December 28, 2023 by istsfor manity

What I’m Reading: “God is not dead. God has forgotten. God has dementia.” — Georgi Gospodinov / Time Shelter

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the exorcism matinée

Posted on December 27, 2023 by istsfor manity

Tied Up Wrong A bluebell crack. The storybook matador lost in last week’s storm. Like a drone cyclone of hothouse hornets, come inklings of nuclear enrichment here and there—not good places, but nowhere is good for instant vaporization. I’m in … Continue reading →

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shaman life hacks

Posted on December 26, 2023 by istsfor manity

Détentes (redux) There’s a tool they use to set things right. But it won’t protect them from the bitter cold of a nighttime swim through the shark infested straits. A tool of last resort — shaman life hacks! Tabernacle huckster butters! And us! We. … Continue reading →

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sound of going

Posted on December 25, 2023 by istsfor manity

Go Some off-brand thing was birthedOn an off-yearThe offal smell was awfulExtravagant—too many notesOf putrefactionLike so many cast-off organsOf admission, submission & perceptionGoGo on and sing in your off-key mannerIn your off-kilter empty halterYour bodice sleeveless & headlessIn an off-putting … Continue reading →

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feel anything human

Posted on December 24, 2023 by istsfor manity

The Best Stuff I Read This Week “You will be hollow. We shall squeeze you empty, and then we shall fill you with ourselves.” — George Orwell / 1984 “I think I can see why we humans rarely deal with … Continue reading →

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meringue laden queefs

Posted on December 23, 2023 by istsfor manity

Riot in the Planetarium I overhear them talking of justification served brusquely — of the red, white and bluebell slash of false prophets. I overhear them considering who to bring justification to next: the slogans of smarmy approbation, the soft-pedal … Continue reading →

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