Tag Archives: Nonfiction

ash for you

Posted on April 14, 2024 by istsfor manity

Memorable Stuff I Read This Week There is a fine line between losing yourself and finding your deepest truths. Sometimes there is no line at all. — Laura Killingbreck / “Into the Wind” / Bicycling The frequency with which bicyclists … Continue reading →

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the devil’s williwaw

Posted on April 9, 2024 by istsfor manity

10 Texture Related Moments in a Frou Frou Life 1. Wispy smoke tree fingers dying / story of Jesse. 2. Dry spotted witch alder leaves on my hand / apparitions in black. 3. Cold rasping breeze / the devil’s williwaw. … Continue reading →

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in this (my) neighborhood pt. 59

Posted on April 8, 2024 by istsfor manity

What I’m Reading: Cycling was a way of staying in motion and coming home to myself. When nothing else made sense, I could go—dissolving into breath and sky—and let the wind rearrange me. — Laura Killingbreck / “Into the Wind” … Continue reading →

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woman among men

Posted on April 7, 2024 by istsfor manity

Memorable Stuff I Read This Week . . . “Dogs become dogs again and snap at your raincoat; potholes become personal.” It might also be said that a city becomes extra-cityish, more seething and carnivalesque, from the vantage point of … Continue reading →

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in this (my) neighborhood pt. 58

Posted on April 6, 2024 by istsfor manity

What I’m Reading: A cycling life begins in a blaze of glory. For hours or days or weeks, you still don’t know how to ride a bicycle. You wobble and lurch and wipe out, locked in a pitiful struggle with … Continue reading →

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like coquina rock

Posted on April 3, 2024 by istsfor manity

Under the Sky It’s like coquina rockIt’s like Barbara wroteIt’s all ridges and teethWaitingWaitingWaiting to take a layer of skinLike a slice of oblongataLike other lower brain sectionsLike the Shell sign superimposedOver the Chevron chevronLike the freedom tower buildingCubans called … Continue reading →

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want to help

Posted on April 1, 2024 by istsfor manity

When Your Watch Eavesdrops on Your Conversation, Unbeckoned, and Intrudes with Pronouncements What I’m Reading: It is by riding a bicycle that you learn the contours of a country best, since you have to sweat up the hills and coast … Continue reading →

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i know grief

Posted on March 31, 2024 by istsfor manity

Memorable Stuff I Read This Week I need to speak about living roomwhere the land is not bullied and beaten toa tombstone — June Jordan / “Moving towards Home” In The Origins of Totalitarianism, Hannah Arendt remarked that we repeat … Continue reading →

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are losing time

Posted on March 30, 2024 by istsfor manity

patho-cronismos haiku ice caps disappearthe earth’s rotation slows downwe are losing time What I’m Reading: Climate change is starting to alter how humans keep time. An analysis published in Nature on 27 March has predicted that melting ice caps are … Continue reading →

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in this (my) neighborhood pt. 57

Posted on March 27, 2024 by istsfor manity

What I’m Reading: The bicycle wheel is one of the strongest of all human contrivances, capable of supporting approximately four hundred times its own weight. In theory, a buffalo could pedal a bike without the wheels buckling under the load. … Continue reading →

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