Tag Archives: Nonfiction

am (probably) naughty

Posted on November 29, 2023 by istsfor manity

Huh? I renounce. Friend or enemy? A place “where there is no darkness?” Huh? Since thee Chump’s ketches run low, mizzen-masted abominations, out of the thick, cloudy dregs at a barrel’s wake chucked overboard, you should stand at attention. Stay … Continue reading →

vilest of audiences

Posted on November 28, 2023 by istsfor manity

A Caesura The congregation says: You seem to have no place to insert this enema. A simple conjuring would do, but I abjure. Dividing wallpaper between two cherubim can be such a bore. So I relent: Make two wounds, two … Continue reading →

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backlit by sun

Posted on November 27, 2023 by istsfor manity

Scabs (tanka) Why so many scabs?She asks, unsure of my face.I have been in love,I say, dark, backlit by sun.She morphs into a cloudlet. What I’m Reading: “In the evenings, we read novels in separate roomsor in the same room … Continue reading →

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most-heated day

Posted on November 26, 2023 by istsfor manity

The Best Stuff I Read This Week “Some words live in my throatBreeding like adders. Others know sun” — Audre Lorde / “Coal” “Life is nothing how he expected it would be when he was young and living under the … Continue reading →

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fifty clichés overlong

Posted on November 24, 2023 by istsfor manity

house unstable drift the globe on a pickaxeannotate your work with carcassesall palpitation and courthouses your peroration had the lithographtenderness of tenterhooks you play the gamelan tunedto the seventh tone and fiftyclichés overlong you gave thanks to the wrongideology / … Continue reading →

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an ape hostage

Posted on November 23, 2023 by istsfor manity

give thanks 2 intimacies of detractionfosterlegacies of extraction the paterfamiliason a faultypaternostercompartments missinga linkfalling / referencinginfraestructualloopholesin the space / timecontinuum give thanksformanifest destinya continentto despoilthe long view of earthrevealsan ape hostageto base instinctsentient onlyin delusion we can do betterinsist on … Continue reading →

we fail ourselves

Posted on November 19, 2023 by istsfor manity

The Best Stuff I Read This Week “The greatest threat to our species lies within us.” — Blake Crouch / Upgrade “A winged bit of Indian skyStrayed hither from its home on high.” — Alexander Posey / “The Bluebird” “There … Continue reading →

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tectonic plate subduction

Posted on November 18, 2023 by istsfor manity

dirt of the seven (haiku) continental drifttectonic plate subductionarchipelago What I’m Reading: “Never before had I seen Homo sapiens so clearly—a species, at its most fundamental level, of storytellers. Creatures who overlay story on everything, but especially their own lives, … Continue reading →

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in this (my) neighborhood pt. 51

Posted on November 17, 2023 by istsfor manity

What I’m Reading: “How seldom nowadays a floating fleet of ships is, too few are tempests of blood,crosses, snakes & fishes; our end times reveal themselves as nuclear cataclysm, flood & drought, pandemic. Once a week you pull off your … Continue reading →

do not reply

Posted on November 15, 2023 by istsfor manity

transcend your risk—no pain / only impact stop—disorientation / disconnect replicate instead—practice good / do not reply transcend What I’m Reading: “I hate them as I hate sex,the man’s mouthsealing my mouth, the man’sparalyzing body—“ — Louise Glück / “Mock … Continue reading →