Tag Archives: Quotes

seven blisters smooth

Echo Elegy (Tanka) We bleed salt and ice—Mournful echoes of glaciers—Seven sunburns deep,We lance seven blisters smooth:Heat domes in the skin-light dawn. What I’m Reading: “And if the urgency of a subject were indeed a criterion of its seriousness, then, … Continue reading

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is this on

Mainlining Extinction An overheated tragedy unspoolingin a slow motion, so obscene—so perverse—in its deathly insistence,and the players moving aboutas if in a deep pool of molasses.What gives? Why this suicidal main-lining extinction by heat, drought,famine, forced migration, acidification & flood? … Continue reading

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a local event

The Best Stuff I Read This Week “When you have no future, you vote for the past.” — Georgi Gospodinov / Time Shelter “The idea of managing energy use and controlling greenhouse gas emissions was anathema to the neoliberal economists … Continue reading

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tiny sense (erasures)

What I’m Reading: “Today I decide to die and don’t because of the dog’s heft at the end of the bed … I envy the dead their past-tense bodies.” — Erin Marie Lynch / “FIGURE [?]” / Removal Acts

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death at 5:26

Hellish (redux) I forget what the final word is. Time fog is hellish. What more do you require on the day of your death at 5:26 am? What I’m Reading: “There were moments of beauty here and thereEverything ends, and … Continue reading

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away the nightmare

What I’m Reading: “God is not dead. God has forgotten. God has dementia.” — Georgi Gospodinov / Time Shelter

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the exorcism matinée

Tied Up Wrong A bluebell crack. The storybook matador lost in last week’s storm. Like a drone cyclone of hothouse hornets, come inklings of nuclear enrichment here and there—not good places, but nowhere is good for instant vaporization. I’m in … Continue reading

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shaman life hacks

Détentes (redux) There’s a tool they use to set things right. But it won’t protect them from the bitter cold of a nighttime swim through the shark infested straits. A tool of last resort — shaman life hacks! Tabernacle huckster butters! And us! We. … Continue reading

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sound of going

Go Some off-brand thing was birthedOn an off-yearThe offal smell was awfulExtravagant—too many notesOf putrefactionLike so many cast-off organsOf admission, submission & perceptionGoGo on and sing in your off-key mannerIn your off-kilter empty halterYour bodice sleeveless & headlessIn an off-putting … Continue reading

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feel anything human

The Best Stuff I Read This Week “You will be hollow. We shall squeeze you empty, and then we shall fill you with ourselves.” — George Orwell / 1984 “I think I can see why we humans rarely deal with … Continue reading

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