Tag Archives: Prose Poetry

in the void

Posted on February 24, 2026 by istsfor manity

Darklight Nightmare Flotilla face on the yardarm angles me grace in deliquescence. Crill face sanguinary acts without the bliss and bloom.  Wreck me a fantastic drool spanner in deep blue space. Deep sea snow is dying whales and jellies as … Continue reading →

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got shaking balconies

Posted on February 23, 2026 by istsfor manity

nor’easter apocalypse blues (tanka +) we’ve got thunder snowwe’ve got bombogenesiswe’ve got sideways snowwe’ve got blizzard conditionswe’ve got shaking balconies we’ve got 70-mile gusts‘ got 2 feet of snow forecast‘ icebergs in plymouth harbor . . . (we’ve got 18 … Continue reading →

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dagger be good

Posted on February 22, 2026 by istsfor manity

Memorable Stuff I Read This Week How could I forgive myself if I left you alone in the crowd. The sky rains downiron and the earth’s an old carpet getting shaken out. From the crowd, thehospital is far, the sky … Continue reading →

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empty banner eyes 

Posted on February 21, 2026 by istsfor manity

dystopiaville tanka dear leader unfurleda dystopian visionempty banner eyesswinging in the heartache windthis colorless cold drab day What I’m Reading: Life begins in darkness, where it belongs. There is only darkness, the natural state of all that is, so why … Continue reading →

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saggy orange kumquat

Posted on February 20, 2026 by istsfor manity

f*** ur tariffs! I live anachronistically. I be free in that manner. I like to write ungrammatically / seldom swing a red mark / because* I don’t prostate myself to red marks. I do not submit. I won’t entangle myself … Continue reading →

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and that’s ok

Posted on February 19, 2026 by istsfor manity

pedal and pedal not much to sayon new bike dayi just pedal and pedal awaylike old poor yorick we’ll be some dayso for today and some day far awayi’ll just pedal and pedal awayand seize the day and that’s okay(bike … Continue reading →

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for your misdeeds

Posted on February 18, 2026 by istsfor manity

Cold and Fog She made an unusual, exciting discovery—rosary narrations with warbling wooers at the center of earplug spaces—messages in the marmalades, esoteric concatenations, erotic liberations, scratched phonographs. Her observational arched eyebrow and nuanced approach to clam ranching led to … Continue reading →

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sensed the trepanation

Posted on February 17, 2026 by istsfor manity

Disjecta, Kansas (redux) At 80 miles an hour, about two and a half hours east of Denver, she tore through the state line into Kanorado, Kansas and pumped the brakes upon sighting a half dozen state troopers lined up behind … Continue reading →

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slot some money

Posted on February 16, 2026 by istsfor manity

chicken in a box i jump off the bed—cold granito floorjudders my core—legs & spine ablazelower braindoused in fire. i dread theconflagration in my headas i peck awayat my dreamslike one conditionedinside an arcade game box. slot a quarter in the box& … Continue reading →

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most american disease

Posted on February 15, 2026 by istsfor manity

Memorable Stuff I Read This Week I just don’t want to be conscious sometimesbecause when you’re conscious in the ordinary wayyou have to think about yourself a lot Dull thoughts like what am I doing? — Anne Waldman / “How … Continue reading →

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