Tag Archives: Random Sights with Signs

in my neighborhood pt. 61

Posted on May 6, 2024 by istsfor manity

What I’m Reading: We, too, are made of wonders, of greatand ordinary loves, of small invisible worlds,of a need to call out through the dark. — Ada Limón / “In Praise of Mystery: A Poem for Europa”

case of blues

Posted on March 20, 2024 by istsfor manity

Heavy-O-Sity Cream Dream (redux) I want you to root the violence out of the system, but you delay and acquiesce — this is the heavy-o-sity of our case. There are no life preservers to pass out—only anvils and 50 lb. … Continue reading →

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a tabasco drip

Posted on March 5, 2024 by istsfor manity

Writing to the British Shipping Forecast Blues Paranoiac-critical to channel light vessel automatic—distortion to static—yankee hotel foxtrots in 3-minute fixes. I’m good—occasionally moderately—and now I have the unveiling change heebie-jeebies. The only thing constant is impermanence. And sure showers are … Continue reading →

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scissors and fluff

Posted on February 28, 2024 by istsfor manity

sleep deprivation tanka any quintuplets?another colloquium?bring scissors and fluff.gnu stiffeners and goatherds—it’s a party, tape your fall. What I’m Reading: I wasn’t used to being a confused person, but that was how life was. Sometimes the events of the world … Continue reading →

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detonating in 5/8

Posted on February 5, 2024 by istsfor manity

gelignite dream last night i dreamt of gelignite pealsyou spoke / my body trembledyour basso profundofogging my officebreath swirling in vapor trailsbody detonating in 5/8 time no one believed menot even you What I’m Reading: The rat who came last … Continue reading →

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in my neighborhood pt.53

Posted on February 2, 2024 by istsfor manity

What I’m Reading: “Urban tumbleweed, some people call it,discarded plastic bag we see in every cityblown down the street with vagrant wind.” — Harryette Mullen / Urban Tumbleweed

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shut your mouth

Posted on January 31, 2024 by istsfor manity

Foisted Fade In. Frosty flourishes of flighty fevered filigree: I’d like to foist something on you. I’d like you to meet my Id: X this is Id. Id meet X. Now what I’d like you to know first is that … Continue reading →

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minute of elation

Posted on January 6, 2024 by istsfor manity

Seafood City, Very Pretty Fade In. The violet sky suffused with a borealis green at the horizon line, and where a dark lake should be I find instead a crumpled piece of black construction paper. But how did they get … Continue reading →

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this r.e.m. cycle

Posted on December 18, 2023 by istsfor manity

The Ballad of Baby Gumdrops X. Do you want baby gumdrops? Z. Do you want anything while I’m up? Y. It’s 72 degrees in here. Z. No, I don’t want baby gumdrops. Y. This here says a tree fell on … Continue reading →

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in this (my) neighborhood pt. 44

Posted on September 16, 2023 by istsfor manity

What I’m Reading: “Remember the rain that makes your corn grow.” — Popular Haitian proverb

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