Tag Archives: Photography

no swelter addendums

Posted on February 7, 2025 by istsfor manity

on edge and impudent convincing a dogfight-like statistic mesmerizinginfantilizing possessive of thee individualiston edge and impudenttwo young woodlouse butcherssewing odd pieces of wax paper —caring for a rusted motorboat —no skippers at any of these helms! tinctures resembling continental platesshifting … Continue reading →

the jump cuts

Posted on February 6, 2025 by istsfor manity

At the end of the film I’m on my back staring at the night sky… The man who helped me is lying nearby—his mouth bloody… We’re lost in a thick fog of tear gas—the sky disappears above us—the occupation failed… … Continue reading →

shellacked next tinderbox

Posted on February 5, 2025 by istsfor manity

magma burbling the two of us, rotation brain / you rouse / you were special to me from the very bell / there’s a sour acronym-feel that plunges through my mind about your pumped-up stopover / like a magma burbling … Continue reading →

step by step

Posted on February 4, 2025 by istsfor manity

pilgrimage tanka (redux) fall into rhythmpilgrimage gains momentumcross-hatched sunlight pathrevelations—step by stepconnect nothing with nothing What I’m Reading: But this means you exist only for the purpose of clearing away the sand, doesn’t it ?” . . . He was … Continue reading →

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malice breaking everything

Posted on February 3, 2025 by istsfor manity

man called malice tanka millennium eyesomething lethal this way comesa man called malice breaking everything in sightnow those rosy days are few What I’m Reading: Just about every government is taking at least halting steps to do something about the … Continue reading →

i find ugliness

Posted on February 2, 2025 by istsfor manity

Memorable Stuff I Read This Week . . . the fact that the stuff people think up to do to each other . . . — Lucy Ellmann / Ducks, Newburyport Hitler looked ahead to the next Reichstag elections with … Continue reading →

bunch of breeders

Posted on February 1, 2025 by istsfor manity

Ex-Postmistress Wimple Pusher My audit was like a badly tuned early 1970’s tempo whose piggedness and sovereign chauvinism was detuning and attenuating, and my faux chest hairs were on the ropes again moving the affiliate antihero about trying to get … Continue reading →

his blackout jape

Posted on January 31, 2025 by istsfor manity

deus ex duo i. deus ex machina the deus ex machina falls through the trapdoor into the charnel house the deus dramatic effect lost and centrifugal with a caravaggio thud see deus roll among the sweet vinegar panhandlers watch deus … Continue reading →

writing and breaking

Posted on January 30, 2025 by istsfor manity

This Delusion I broke as I wrote—As I was broken I had to writeDid I write ‘cause I was broken?Or did I break ‘cause I wrote?The cause of the writingOr the cause of the breakingAlways eludes me—including the writingIncluding the … Continue reading →

(writ minuscule) erasers

Posted on January 29, 2025 by istsfor manity

will you be my very short alternator? . . . a woodshed mottling in the equatorial heatundergoes a belittling imprecationfrom a oilman stuck on dykes and derrickshe tries connecting bisecting lines at odd angleswhat laughs—pratfalls aplenty—& amazing, drooling, grazing audiences … Continue reading →