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What I’m Reading: People talk like the things they see. After a certain age nothing is new besides death. — Sam Tallent / Running the Light

Blurry Bluster Blurry bluster buster bembe shoot… Anachronism filets are plentiful this season. Whose intrigue will take the top spot? Stop. Stop. Stop thinking those thoughts or you’ll end up in a vise or a straightjacket. When did things go … Continue reading →

Memorable Stuff I Read This Week . . . The world is at leastfifty percent terrible, and that’s a conservativeestimate, though I keep this from my children.For every bird there is a stone thrown at a bird.For every loved child, … Continue reading →

A Slap Not / A Slip Knot Panic and go to the mountainClimb the mic and a stick in RussiaThe shove was itTo my mind C was on loanAn amusement park loon on loanI’m stuck counting starsThen I’m onto counting … Continue reading →

Writing Us into Existence (redux) I. He took off his shoes and the right pinkie was exposed — nude, malformed, and smelling like Limburger from six feet away. A couple of wiry hairs arcing over the sock. She, on the … Continue reading →

(Flatulence) Contumely & Bloat After a bedbug bedpan tryst he is a pulsating washbasin engineer of electrified stinging…  The fairground that you long for—a sequence of belonging—you can’t feel. And according to the burble it stilts you. You ain’t the last … Continue reading →

I Will Not Witness I’m confronted by your approach.Thick. Sinuous. Sinister.It may take years, now it’s arrived. It’s my custom to move on.I will not witness your arrival. What I’m Reading: Already, in the capital, the president-elect had ordered a … Continue reading →

The Communitarian Anarchist Approach (Oct 28, 2016 at 2:01 PM) This is just out of frame: (I’m sorry) I dosed you so strongly. You can’t resume thinking clearly now…but I’m sorry that you bored into your cerebral cortex. I never … Continue reading →

Memorable Stuff I Read This Week If cynicism leads to passivity, we walk off the cliff . . . The choices are stark: either you give up and help ensure that the worst happens or you become engaged and maybe … Continue reading →