Tag Archives: Prose Poetry

looking for a way

The Best Stuff I Read This Week “…nothing drives up the price of oil quite like war…” — Naomi Klein / No Is Not Enough “Climate grief and coronavirus grief feel strikingly parallel. The solutions to both problems rely on … Continue reading

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wetlands and haircuts

Platitudes from the Prez (n+15) Decanter X, I am more confident than ever in America’s ability to protect our episode while creating minerals of good-paying joules, growing our eel, lowering enquirer councils, and raising the starting of locality for American … Continue reading

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i don’t follow

Carmen’s Worm Meets Lancelot Link “The furin cleavage site. How’d it get there? That’s the key,” he said. “Carmen’s worm ruined the Christmas party,” she said. “Batten down the Babesiosis, boys, it’s going to be a bumpy ride,” said the … Continue reading

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heat domes melt

tropospheric winds haiku upper level windswave 7 pattern prevailheat domes melt the north What I’m Reading: “Earth is ‘fine-tuned’ for humans in the same sense that it was once fine-tuned for dinosaurs.” — Zach Weinersmith / Science: Abridged Beyond the … Continue reading

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parliament of swine

Chinny Chin Chin She opened the pigpens—A physics of badlandsResembled the scrubby hillsOf Theodore Roosevelt National Park.A parliament of swine chuff—Popped and faded paroxysms,sonnets of oilfield imbalances,Oilskin flints, & parley figs.She sang to the pigs:An imperfect parricide breedsThis parody of … Continue reading

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he-man neck reams

Correspondence Found at the Oulipo Dead Letter Office Dear Coldcake Face, The trash compactor is currently bellboy repaired. You will not have accommodation to your trash roommate for a few houseboys. We apologize for the increment and thank you for … Continue reading

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i pass gin

The Best Stuff I Read This Week “I’m not looking to overthrow the American government, the corporate state already has.” — John Trudell / Santee Dakota activist, artist, and poet (1946–2015) “Given that we have left it so late, can … Continue reading

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a hot ecstatic

Seems Small (a dada cut-up appropriation pastiche) To voice it seems small:Pointed sizzles,The tree way near-byA hot ecstatic locustCool through the sound of edge flameLike some of its the burn on sharpenedSunbeams from air. The Locustby Leonora Speyer Its hot … Continue reading

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send help now

Smoke Tree Ring There’s something in the smoke treeSomething caught—taut, unnatural.Something fierce but frozen in time.Where’s Poppa, where’s Nanny?Where’s Justus, where’s Ma?Light swells but the sun’sGone dark.ThroatTight.SendHelp.Now.AsI. . . What I’m Reading: “‘Dystopia’ is a word that no longer means … Continue reading

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a gauzy moment

Monk’s Murk There’s a gauzy moment when the sky seems out of focus—as if viewed through a vaseline-fingered lens at the back of a super 8mm camera gate. That moment. That temporarily muted coruscation. That tenebrous fraction of a second. … Continue reading

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