Tag Archives: Nonfiction

pitched evoke image

American Scree 19 (erasure / blot poem #66) He demons in language.During his compositions not to cognition The letters instead The letterskind of flashycorrespond to kindof potential colors,whose called for colors, high pitchedevokeimage lights imagery,a whole kind of citydistanced from emphasis … Continue reading

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but take it

a cemetery assortment  a wedding for a cemetery assortmentof chests hired to capture crab apples worldwideapples with no stunt-phrase or apple handlersthe cast—including a fifty-five-year-old forest of dreck during the eight sublime shares spliced by ages with runways in jumbles … Continue reading

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a crystallized heart

keys (ukiah+) you have the keys to the bluesa crystallized heartthen a violent recoil a wanderlust driven by loss of wonder What I’m Reading: It’s all a big Tootsie Pop. I’ve never made it without biting. — Sam Tallent / … Continue reading

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open 24 hours

Signs & Legends (redux) There is no legacy in semiotics, she thought—nothing to tether to—not land, historical connection, cultural heritage—it was a deep deracination. She found no reason for planting any of her own signs, for setting her own roots, … Continue reading

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fat and butter

Spot Embarrassment You want in on the joke? Resting on smokes of joke, bunk, and stride, which are encased in cement, it seems outlandish, the diminutive creams seem to belong more to the manicured liars. The Orange Liar — thee … Continue reading

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hot hot heat

Nonsense As Per the Review of American Flag Bows: The courtesy superintendents are preparing for orange affection by moving aggressively against broccoli-haired stormers of good sense. Don’t hover about, lover, make yourself useful and burn your ballot before the Garfish … Continue reading

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in this (my) neighborhood pt. 82

What I’m Reading: Globally, 2024 was the warmest year on record—more than two and half degrees hotter than the preindustrial average. In the U.S., there were twenty-seven climate-related disasters that caused more than a billion dollars’ worth of damage, just … Continue reading

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do not obey

Memorable Stuff I Read This Week Do not obey in advance. Most of the power of authoritarianism is freely given. In times like these, individuals think ahead about what a more repressive government will want, and then offer themselves without … Continue reading

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monosyllabic trickle & tone

Trickle & Tone (redux) 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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mired in orange

Memo to Memorama Apropos of nothing . . . As ceilings evolved from feral rafters into beloved Victorian concatenations, a nascent pet-forest economy arose on the carts of so-called “pulpy curiosity pools involving hitmen.” We will explore the linens they … Continue reading

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