Tag Archives: Quotes

the blackest hole

Posted on January 4, 2026 by istsfor manity

Memorable Stuff I Read This Week Because the Trump movement is a cult of personality, with no consistent principles and no concern for truth, many of its boosters don’t care whether the success is real or phony. They don’t care … Continue reading →

burden sinks us

Posted on January 3, 2026 by istsfor manity

here comes sickness rise and face the day if you are at the wrist with this sicknessand often find yourself asking: wtf are we doing?who do we think we are?who died and made us lord-king-god boofoo? we are sickand infecting … Continue reading →

of eggshell showdowns

Posted on January 2, 2026 by istsfor manity

ramen / the malice of introspection charts • the grainy horizon haunting • the constant flux • from the kills • the claustrophobe • immortalities & materializations • kill the lobe to save the head • cast a haunting memo … Continue reading →

try to improve

Posted on January 1, 2026 by istsfor manity

better astride of hopelet’s start anew try it againtry to improve make lives betterhappy new year What I’m Reading: Today I want to resolve nothing. I only want to walka little longer in the cold . . . — Kim Addonizio … Continue reading →

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found your ritual

Posted on December 31, 2025 by istsfor manity

The Daily Ablution (redux) There is a boy whose head is on fire. A nine year old boy who has recently dispensed with god and love because they dispensed with him. His father beats his mother on occasion — preferably in the … Continue reading →

it’s not dispatched

Posted on December 30, 2025 by istsfor manity

Caustics & Acrostics For $20 someone phones me and spits insults, in Cuban-inflected Spanish, through my earpiece. I also invest in seed packs for vanity, narcissus, and temerity. My fingers are refracted in the water backing up in the sink. … Continue reading →

invited to remember

Posted on December 29, 2025 by istsfor manity

Nightmare Erasures (redux) What I’m Reading: NO WRITING IS WASTED. EVEN WHAT WE THROW out is progress. — Elizabeth McCracken / A Long Game: Notes on Writing Fiction

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i was happy

Posted on December 28, 2025 by istsfor manity

Memorable Stuff I Read This Week Life is full of strange absurdities, which, strangely enough, do not even need to appear plausible, since they are true. — Luigi Pirandello / Six Characters in Search of an Author To study the … Continue reading →

a matador plunging

Posted on December 27, 2025 by istsfor manity

Stabbing A dream. A nightmare furls in twilight. And plunges the night into stabbing. Stabbing. A post-modern city in twilight. A shambles of yesterday. Stabbing. A slick ruination. Dark pincers of light. Stabbing. Gangs of insanity run through the night. … Continue reading →

dyspeptic and sore

Posted on December 26, 2025 by istsfor manity

The Stall Dwellers A remarkable, if sadly overlooked, fellow (himself a Hustle Job) planking his own thoroughfares to eternity. An equally troubled magpie (beautifully played by the ghost of Mrs. Noir) flops into seclusion for a jest muzzle — a … Continue reading →