Tag Archives: Nonfiction

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 →

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 →

Memorable Stuff I Read This Week According to Flannery O’Connor, people without hope don’t write novels. People without hope don’t write novels. I am writing a novel. Therefore I must have hope. Does that work? — Sigurd Nunez / The … Continue reading →

Painful Bloating and Gather I finished rubbing the last welt, and I’m currently out. Everything past morals went well until 2 nippers ago.  I’m ostensibly an eraser. I was bloating from ecstasy, and as the nippers wore on I started … Continue reading →

Skronk Tectonics (redux) Plactivist—a disembodied word. Decontextualized. One word in bas-relief, that I heard her say, in a slurry of words not directed at me. Plactivist—decoupled and set adrift from its word cloud. It blazed like a meteorite across the … Continue reading →

Anything But That (redux) 1.Wild dogs, squirrels, feral hogs, and bear were constant staples of our cook pots. We used them to supplement our two pounds allotment of rice each month. 2.“I brought everything but that. I deny the existence … Continue reading →

Structural Logic New people born daily: $5.99 / lb. Self-replicating cosmic forces, yeasts, molds.The sky is a terminal blue.Ontology, espistemology, phenomenology, Teletubbies.Getting naked in front of another person for the first time.Coral reefs bleaching.Hieronymus Bosch, Albrecht Dürer, Francis Bacon, Samuel … Continue reading →

That Wasn’t a Microdose (Fissure Kitty, Faun, & I) No, I tuned arpeggios at 6 and 16.Fissure Kitty at a neighbor’s glance—under the shake-up of a manic-depressive trend—laden with oppressive fudge, in August heavyweight. I initiated it.My fissure sunbather fuzz, … Continue reading →

Lay Hands (redux) She woke up desirous of having acute control of mise en scène. She wanted to become a film director / cinematographer, and to live a future of more linearity and clarity. That night she explained her new … Continue reading →