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guilty breath lock

Posted on October 24, 2021 by istsfor manity

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in my neighborhood

Posted on October 23, 2021 by istsfor manity

We choose a mantic thanksgiving—dark and steep… We live as prelude to the mother of all bloodlettings… We jockey frenetic prayers—glean sources—Sleep the sleep of strangers … Ghosts in your house—Live through your eyes—live your memories… The wizard of siren … Continue reading →

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the ocean roaring

Posted on October 21, 2021 by istsfor manity

The Endless Not Dear C.— Sometimes I have the ocean roaring in my ears, in my head—not the intermittent breaks and ebbs of waves on the shore, but only the crashes—crashes, crashes, crashes—on an endless loop for minutes, hours sometimes. … Continue reading →

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in minuscule handwriting

Posted on October 20, 2021 by istsfor manity

trepanation in the land of bilk & money who drilled a hole in the front of his own skull to increase brain blood volume?& allow the full heartbeat to express itself inside the cranial cavity a column of firemidnight ’til … Continue reading →

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in my neighborhood

Posted on October 19, 2021 by istsfor manity

“Someone shot nostalgia in the back…” “Someone shot our innocence…” “In the shadow of his smile…” “Who killed Mr. Moonlight…” “Extracting wasps from stings in flight…” “Who killed Mr. Moonlight?” “All our dreams have melted down…” “As the moon has … Continue reading →

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i long for

Posted on October 18, 2021 by istsfor manity

In Bullet Absentia Avernal Pumpkin Head the all purpose gossamer failure genuflecting in the wind: I am an American by birth, an atheist by choice, and a drowning man by design. I walked the plank between good and evil. I’m … Continue reading →

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minute of elation

Posted on October 17, 2021 by istsfor manity

Elation in Elisions The odious neglect of the scab Crab Nebula yelling: I Zimbra, I Zimbra, dada, dada, dada, doo! At the Cabaret Voltaire after hours parties degenerate into clean well lighted chess matches in top hat and overcoated teas … Continue reading →

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white dress shirt

Posted on October 12, 2021 by istsfor manity

Withers The image: a chipped tooth, a bloody mouth, a spray of bloody saliva that fans out onto your date’s white dress shirt. The instant that nervous smile withers on her face. That is my image, my few words for … Continue reading →

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deal with that

Posted on October 11, 2021 by istsfor manity

Letter Never Sent Dear X— Don’t fight the demons in your head—that will always be a losing proposition. You must realize the demons are there. The demons were invited in at an impressionable age and will always live in your … Continue reading →

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pocketful of prairie

Posted on October 9, 2021 by istsfor manity

Ringo Nuggets Haiku Voles strapped in for speedPocketful of prairie dogsWe’re going places “We’ve reached the precise moment when the fairies intervene, although only indirectly.” — Jose Saramago / The Lizard

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