Tag Archives: Prose Poetry

go go go

Posted on May 11, 2021 by istsfor manity

Walk! Walk! Go west, go east. Just go, go, go. Get up. Get out. Get moving. Peripatetic be your word. Bump! Groove. Make way and scoot along. This place will grow moss on your backside. Don’t backslide. Get moving, man. … Continue reading →

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i step away (redux)

Posted on May 3, 2021 by istsfor manity

Fall Fall. Fall, I say. She doesn’t. She stays perched on her branch. Fall, I say. She does not. This ritual—the repetition is liturgical. A call and response in absentia. There is no rejoinder. There is no: and also with … Continue reading →

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of feral hair

Posted on April 23, 2021 by istsfor manity

had it with what—or the couched girl worked with a story—language angels—wet dashed door never a nobody in terms of feral hair—capitalist lizards—upward themselves let illustrations labor logical—their have is where there’s secret poorhouse—down unwholesome work—shoes in flames—free the working … Continue reading →

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living hard pain

Posted on April 14, 2021 by istsfor manity

To Snare A Ghost (a blackout poem with short film / press play above) Final List Electric bedroom New witch Add wall next to track Wedge or arc Change entry Too damaged by Change We want to keep them at … Continue reading →

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need for redemption

Posted on April 12, 2021 by istsfor manity

(press play above for short film) evasive and withdrawn terracotta facades work that ignores your native intelligence the need for redemption grows a state prison for women on one side a jail for men nearing release on the other a … Continue reading →

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his grandmother teaspoon

Posted on April 6, 2021 by istsfor manity

Threnody for Slim Goat James (a found & erased document) James is believed to be buried in increasingly popular places. Find him near the barnacles, spider crabs, cockles, razor clams, and a mix of slim goat and sheep. He was … Continue reading →

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peat-boggy notional

Posted on April 5, 2021 by istsfor manity

The Revanchist’s Score (to Settle) She is clearly not amused. Events have gone awry. It is her score (to settle) now—it is placid and peat-boggy notional—certainly “doable.” She will take back her river of grass. The dissonance is too much … Continue reading →

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this may be

Posted on April 3, 2021 by istsfor manity

The Second Day The month started off well enough, but on the second day life seemed to go upside-down and backward. Huh, he said, this may be a challenge. “Stray bullets and consequences were landing on our unsuspecting bodies even … Continue reading →

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welt on your

Posted on March 31, 2021 by istsfor manity

Beyond Grammar 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 had never given him that … Continue reading →

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which is unfixable

Posted on March 30, 2021 by istsfor manity

A need to repair the past … which is unfixable … “Whoa there, scooter … looks like you might be starting to veer toward nihilism … Sometimes all you can really do is keep moving and hope you end up … Continue reading →

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