Tag Archives: Quotes

of artisanal lies

Posted on May 19, 2023 by istsfor manity

Obstructions Compel Abstractions Strangely situated in plaid—both real and unreal—the quip ornithologist unfolds clothes (sometimes) and seems like an exile in detriment or, perhaps, emotional involvement in obstructions that compel abstractions. The calumnies. The culminating fraternity. The serenity, unpredictability, humor, … Continue reading →

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in my neighborhood pt. 29

Posted on May 18, 2023 by istsfor manity

What I’m Reading: “I have the habit of negative thinking which greatly troubles my writing. As a response to the anxiety caused by my negative thinking I soothe myself through distraction so I also have the habit of enjoying myself … Continue reading →

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on hamster wheels

Posted on May 17, 2023 by istsfor manity

plastic interiors (tanka) d.i.y. unitspitter patter and twittervariable speedswe move but we do not walkon hamster wheels for humans What I’m Reading: “Outside, even the sun-god, dressed in this lifeas a lizard, abruptly riseson stiff legs and descends blasé toward … Continue reading →

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joy in creation

Posted on May 16, 2023 by istsfor manity

in my neighborhood pt. 28 What I’m Reading: “If I feel helpless living a baffling existence on an unfathomable planet in an indifferent universe, my being cries out for redemption, for purpose, for hope, but climate change just compounds the … Continue reading →

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into the stream

Posted on May 15, 2023 by istsfor manity

Heraclitaurelianism (redux) We streamed into the streamThe water we stood inWe stood inOnly onceWe eventually returned to whereWe came fromA desolate windy placeWe began to melt awayWe were consignedI was not sorryWe had beenIn time we’ll be againOr we won’t … Continue reading →

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brain to sickness

Posted on May 14, 2023 by istsfor manity

The Best Stuff I Read This “[In this space,] a small fountain ofConcrete. Permanent seasonalArrangement disorder.” — Thea Brown / “The Gardener” “Some people have asked if I’m on a quest to figure out what to do with my life, … Continue reading →

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rubs the promenade

Posted on May 13, 2023 by istsfor manity

the final finch x. is a naturist who’s grown disenchantedwith her fellow ornithologists — she’s on the fringe —she loves a rouge finch a house finchwith a particularly ruddy head her disability —she rubs the promenade of her femurs her … Continue reading →

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wonder and irony

Posted on May 12, 2023 by istsfor manity

Tangled in Fuzzbox Squall A dendrite explodes into tufted blue chenille.I’ve lost touch with the spirit world.A hip-critic stands, head enveloped within the upper blue-puff downy mildew.The view tangled in fuzzbox squall mirrored in the underside of a limitless panorama … Continue reading →

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see it later

Posted on May 11, 2023 by istsfor manity

Snivel Bingo It unfurled under the moon of twin pandemicsAll of it challengingMost of it bareAll of it raw There are no terpsichoreans in drabbleBrevity and dragThe angels in the firmament made of cheap tin Rain and wind continually eat … Continue reading →

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made and not

Posted on May 10, 2023 by istsfor manity

the odds the mathematical odds of being struckby a meteor while you mind your own business the odds of a flying fish slapping youin the face while deep sea fishing the chances of a teacher killinga creative spark within you … Continue reading →

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