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Tag Archives: Post-Apocalypse
minute of elation
Seafood City, Very Pretty Fade In. The violet sky suffused with a borealis green at the horizon line, and where a dark lake should be I find instead a crumpled piece of black construction paper. But how did they get … Continue reading
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Tagged Chance Operations, Collage, Creative Writing, Cut-Up Writing, Dada, Drama is the Opiate of the Masses, Dream Notation, Experimental film, Experimental something, Experimental video, Experimental writing, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Hybrid writing, Microfiction, Nonfiction, Paranoiac-Critical, Photography, Poetry, Post-Apocalypse, Prose Poetry, Quotes, Random Sights with Signs, Seafood City, Writing
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your morning ablutions
Bade an Aubade to Bad (redux) You must remember an aubade is a poem or piece of music appropriate to the dawn or early morning.You must remember your rituals—your morning ablutions.You must remember the wine colored stains on the walls … Continue reading
hard and pointillist
Anathema In extremis slender fungus, milk and coffee, fun among us. What was the propellor doing in the twisty-too bar with the rudder? What’s the shakes, handbrake? In some far-off land where the Jaberwock lives, and hard and pointillist sense … Continue reading
misidentified as another
concern 124 (v.2) your officeis blood office my name is 78theres too much pressure last week was as datedas the previous weeki added a letteri added an addled letter i couldnt use greekcause the hurricanesr using the alphabetagain must i … Continue reading
trilogy of quatrains
Through the Onion Trends He’s the social steamroller of a lifetime! Reminiscent of a walking mature apocalypse—between tugs and kisses—few audiences have experienced this level of patriarchy and cake. Nutritive as cyanide. Planetary caskets put to use at an alarming … Continue reading
string of drugs
Monotonals What I’m Reading: “A regular asks her to stir her finger in his coffee, and she willhear in him blue grass and a murder of crows,hunger’s sickle sinking deep” — Diamond Forde / “Rememory”
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Tagged Biomorphic Art, Blues, Chance Operations, Collage, Creative Writing, Cut-Up Writing, Dada, Death, Dream Notation, Fiction, Found Poetry, Hybrid writing, Microfiction, N+7, Oulipo, Painting, Paranoiac-Critical, Photography, Poetry, Post-Apocalypse, Prose Poetry, Writing
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love of life
The Best Stuff I Read This Week “It is clear that reason and facts alone no longer suffice to move people and society to action.” — David Suzuki, Tara Cullis, Miriam Fernandes, and Ravi Jain / What You Won’t Do … Continue reading
wash us clean
Diluvian An enormous vapor plume,metastasizes thousands of feetup in the air, billows, gainsstrength & furious glower, & grows in the vastPacific. The planet’s duliluvial wrath—gonna’ wash us clean—gonna’ put it right—is gonna’ wash us all away. Don’t wake me—I want … Continue reading
for your safety
Tendril it Straight She’s gonna’ tendril it straight … but she could tell it straighter, and tendril a strategy that is easy to understand. Her words are usually turgid, garish and lurid—feel the wrath of her bombast. This may not … Continue reading
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Tagged Chance Operations, Creative Writing, Dada, Dream Notation, Experimental film, Experimental video, Experimental writing, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Hybrid writing, Microfiction, Paranoiac-Critical, Photography, Poetry, Post-Apocalypse, Prose Poetry, Quotes, Random Sights with Signs, Writing
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rhyme schemes rhizome
She is Splooting on the Sward (When Shooting Won’t Do) One strong throat emerges to tell the straitjacket-story of a gifted and complicated mandible: Her despots are both deeper and weirder—splooting rib-deep on American fangs. Her handguns—blue steel euphonies—flexible, transcend … Continue reading
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Tagged Chance Operations, Collage, Creative Writing, Cut-Up Writing, Dada, Drama is the Opiate of the Masses, Dream Notation, Experimental writing, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Hybrid writing, Microfiction, N+7, Oulipo, Paranoiac-Critical, Photography, Poetry, Post-Apocalypse, Prose Poetry, Quotes, Writing
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