Tag Archives: Post-Apocalypse

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

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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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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

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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

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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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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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luna moths were

Anything But That (redux) 1.Wild dogs, squirrels, feral hogs, and bear were constant staples of our cook pots. We used them to supplement our two pounds allotment of rice each month. 2.“I brought everything but that. I deny the existence … Continue reading

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shapes are terrifying

Family Pix (haiku) Shoehorned between them—the conduit for heat and hate—this portrait’s a lie. What I’m Reading: “Today the cloud shapes are terrifying, and I keep expecting some enormous black-and-white B-movie Cyclops to appear at the edge of the horizon…” … Continue reading

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can’t step foot

After the Accident Haiku Cracked, I still can’t stepfoot into that—I didn’twant to drink water. What I’m Reading: “Sometimes the people in the streetlaugh and turn into sheet musictorn from the sky and left to flutter down” — Ron Padgett … Continue reading

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cooked to perfection

roil (ukiah poem) coronal mass ejectionroil bubble and boilthe earth cooked to perfection What I’m Reading: “Yet recent analysis shows there is now a 48 per cent chance of temporarily exceeding 1.5°C within the next five years.” — New Scientist … Continue reading

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