Tag Archives: Prose Poetry

behind the mule

Posted on December 23, 2022 by istsfor manity

Strongman Plow The mizzle was the type of drizzle that drove him batty. Forever speckling his glasses, so that he had to take them off, wipe them, and replace them every few minutes. This was daft, he decided. Nowhere but … Continue reading →

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in his head

Posted on December 22, 2022 by istsfor manity

bloodbrainvolume the lone image that resolved in his head was that of the video of Amanda Fielding’s bloodbrainvolume pulsing through the sub-cranial dura to the rhythm of her heart and that first tenuous trickle of blood that riverined down her … Continue reading →

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got the shakes

Posted on December 21, 2022 by istsfor manity

Your Ten Favorite Holiday Memories (redux) 1. You are playing mechanized baseball: a ball bearing is pitched out of a hole, and the bat is a pinball flipper — and fwap! The ball bearing falls into one of a series … Continue reading →

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points are pointless

Posted on December 20, 2022 by istsfor manity

Rant-a Claus Gustatory. Gestation. Genuflection. Generative. Gainsay. Can you guess, which, if any, of the terms above doubles as a po’ boy, a grinder, and a nuclear submarine? If you answered: “Birds on ice,” you win nothing but my heart. … Continue reading →

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magnificent penance & rainbows

Posted on December 19, 2022 by istsfor manity

Codicil 508 Due to a rave dissimilarity we wish to make everyone aware of the cure for ennui and the primacy of Papal Bull(y) pastiches. Now that we have divulged our purpose we’d like to announce the distribution of cassettes, … Continue reading →

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comes from punk

Posted on December 18, 2022 by istsfor manity

The Best Stuff I Read This Week “A storefront mission in a slumWhere we come together at nightTo confess our fatal addictionFor knowledge beyond appearances…” — Charles Simic / “Metaphysics Anonymous” “Right now I am experiencing this split notion of … Continue reading →

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need more pageantry

Posted on December 17, 2022 by istsfor manity

The Antelope Compatriots I’m a non-prohibitionist aide-de-camp. I’ve been involved with for over 30 yogurts. There are severe showmen in everything, yet perfectionists need to survive year-end commiseration, imbibe elixirs, and grow their wattles. The undredweight skier is heating this … Continue reading →

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the tuna satsuma

Posted on December 16, 2022 by istsfor manity

damn yam man he’s the damn yam man—dire—gets worse by the dazea comma swiper, a foothold grifter:schemes the pearl butterflies& dark alley luresweighs the buttercup thesisagainst his peppercorn life he screams of unexpiredroentgen megatons—names his fireflies by heart he’s the … Continue reading →

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3 years ago today

Posted on December 15, 2022 by istsfor manity

A Rare Delectation (redux) He woke up with the Spinners’ “I’ll Be Around” spinning in his head.  He had this dream 1,822 times since seeing their performance on that Saturday morning in 1973.  The gold and ruddy light of it.  The smoking jacket … Continue reading →

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in a bedpan

Posted on December 14, 2022 by istsfor manity

More Community Emails @ N+8 Gasbag Radio (Price: free) Posted by: Linda Marmoset in Other Jacks I have a gasbag radio that I do not need. Unfortunately, it dogmas and doesn’t follow-through under beefburger strainer, but might be good in … Continue reading →

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