Tag Archives: Nonfiction

a very merry

Posted on December 25, 2024 by istsfor manity

A Grand Idea (redux) Well, it didn’t snow on Christmas, and certainly not in Maria’s home town by the sea. Now, the only thing Maria wanted for Christmas was a plague doctor’s mask—with a bonafide beak protuberance for aromatics—and an … Continue reading →

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ghastly hands perched

Posted on December 24, 2024 by istsfor manity

Manos: A Slice of My Memories (a blackout poem) Christmas was sheer terror. Every year as dark descended,my mother appeared — ghastly hands perched at the end of the tableancient twins— A slice of fixed mistrust. Father an assortment of … Continue reading →

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wasted over you

Posted on December 23, 2024 by istsfor manity

Inky Soot Sooth (an automatic dada remixture fu) I. (automatic dada) My webelo patriot junk mail darlingParrot of the fifth rank to the starsStarling to the abbotsYou joojoofrain hook face of sepulchral talentsBring me the tongue of the macerated alienistSeize … Continue reading →

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about the fiddling 

Posted on December 22, 2024 by istsfor manity

Memorable Stuff I Read This Week There are no signs or border crossing guards at the edge of the Goldilocks Zone. If we cross over, no alarms will go off. Depending on where you live, you may cross over sooner … Continue reading →

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umbrella of apostrophes

Posted on December 21, 2024 by istsfor manity

b-movie cycle: v. The Incantation The incantation was one of pathos, of moving b-movietude: Lana Turner was in it—The Big Cube. Something waiting for me on “saved recordings” — something in nanoseconds that included bum trips, flashbacks, and psychedelic ass—something … Continue reading →

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rice and gauze

Posted on December 20, 2024 by istsfor manity

b-movie cycle: iv. Chuck and Knuckles the Dog (Who Helps People) redux Chuck Heston was in my head again. I fell asleep last night thinking I need a new muse. I’ll be damned if Chuck Heston didn’t show up for … Continue reading →

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cold dead hands

Posted on December 19, 2024 by istsfor manity

b-movie cycle: iii. A Madhouse (redux) It was this Charlton Heston thing. The Romans are meeting at the Forum — more like the Colosseum — deciding the fate of the legions off at war; and somehow, I, a hero, am … Continue reading →

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crunchy green block

Posted on December 18, 2024 by istsfor manity

b-movie cycle: ii. Got ‘da Soylent Green Blues If you can’t afford the entire Soylent block—Git’ yerself’ a bag o’ Soylent Crumbs. Soon as I get up the nerve,Soon as I slip this green ether, Ima’ goona’ git’ scooped up—Like … Continue reading →

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lost / not lost

Posted on December 17, 2024 by istsfor manity

b-movie cycle: i. positively deranged surrounded by idiosyncrasy  / a wreck that is a stab 64000 miles wide / im the piglet of she fleck / i retired at meditation + titrated in antiseptic / remember ankh is the name … Continue reading →

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three dénouements apart

Posted on December 16, 2024 by istsfor manity

Our Accolades Sheepfold This madness bequeathed to us in a series of mysterious lives. Peace in our mediation. Relish in our narrows. Psychotropic bug ramifications and redemptions in mandible masking. Tenderest of mercies to you inundated in secondments of bark … Continue reading →

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