Tag Archives: Photography

de mortuis nil

Posted on January 8, 2025 by istsfor manity

dada death 2 ddedebtd.e.a.detoxdetunedétentedetonatedetonatordetonationdeordinationdeontologicaldeoxygenateddepalatalizationdepartmentalizedespiritualizationdeindividualization dada dada dada dadade lunatico inquirendode mortuis nil nisi bonumde do do do de da da da demythologizationdeuteranomalousdeterministicallydenaturalizatizedendrophagousdemonetizationdemoralizationdesertificationdemoniacallydefenestratedepredationderogatorydesecratedenigratedepravedeploydesexdenydevdad What I’m Reading: Winter is on us now, and will return:soiled snows will choke the city streets again,bleak … Continue reading →

breakfast of conquistadors

Posted on January 7, 2025 by istsfor manity

Beyond Grammar (redux) Clothes hoist. They can’t stop every time it gets windy or they’ll never finish the job. Don’t disturb Papa. He’ll rage out of the room and throw darts at us. I wish we’d never given him that … Continue reading →

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your jump into

Posted on January 6, 2025 by istsfor manity

We Are Guilty Google MapsThomas Kincaid painter of lightTongue from the deliConceptual territoryYour Lottery Dream Home Taylor SwiftYour geographic locationThe heft of Le CreusetThese hyperrealist buttonsSelf-reflexive language My morning oatsUnsavory legal documentsTonal implosionsA splooting squirrelYour day job Your pathosYour jump … Continue reading →

like a golem

Posted on January 5, 2025 by istsfor manity

Memorable Stuff I Read This Week I LOST MY LEFT ARM today. It came off clean at the shoulder. Janice 2 picked it up and brought it back to the hotel. I would have thought it would affect my balance … Continue reading →

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heat colorless rises

Posted on January 4, 2025 by istsfor manity

[rises] heat colorless rises What I’m Reading: If the laws of science are suspended at the beginning of the universe, might not they fail at other times also? — Steven Hawking / The Universe in a Nutshell

is gonna shine

Posted on January 3, 2025 by istsfor manity

palimpsests loquated i lost all my teeth after i registered at the community college • the dictum was flounced airs and a lack of calcium • everly the dredge came by the apartment bearing good tidings and tarwater • mighty … Continue reading →

water pressure drops

Posted on January 2, 2025 by istsfor manity

shower dream i dont know who everybody is im taking a showerand everybody keeps opening the doorevery time they open the doorthe water pressure drops im taking this showereverybody opens the doorthe water pressure drops i scream at everybody to … Continue reading →

picture freedom see

Posted on January 1, 2025 by istsfor manity

see (conceptual film script for a new year) a red circlea red circle interlaced with a yellow squarea red circle interlaced with a yellow square and interlaced with a blue triangle interlaced with the yellow square picture freedomsee What I’m … Continue reading →

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short day spleen

Posted on December 31, 2024 by istsfor manity

fully illuminated winter darkness on short day spleenlight the candles in the gloamingring the cider press with dead liliesthrottle your fully illuminated deathsfestoon with snacks + libation i come to you pixilatedof courseoff-courseto see you off to a new yearo … Continue reading →

oral care oral

Posted on December 30, 2024 by istsfor manity

Disjunctions Ruled I am a postmodern matador of my heterodoxy, sequenced by a semiconductor, self-referential, lady apparatchik thereof: a relativist, and at once a minimalist without a single “bad hairpiece day” in the last 30 minutes. Here’s where I’m going … Continue reading →