tonight at 9
the river turned yellow and the people, they’re very sensitive “tonight at nine,” they say, “we’re going to line up one by one” and dance to heavy metal that glows orange in the sunlight… this is one of many signs,…
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Yearly Archive: 2015
Xi the Dream-Ripper
the shit cake is big, said Xi. even if we beat, smash, and burn the nether regions of the internet propaganda department, mind their blocked terms, and celebrate with an underpants party, the poisoned vegetable government will pay its respects.…
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On Having No Selfie — Part 1
My inner life had taken an noticeable downturn ever since I got a new iPhone last week. Those of you reading this account far enough in the future will, I suspect, think this reference to such old-school tech is at best…
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How I View Things
She never knew she was a dream, dreaming her own past, from a future where living symbols create aeons of being. She never knew that the art she curated, the selfies and music on the devices she thumbed, echoed forward…
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there is another
there is another country, then there is another sea what wasn’t and what’s never been is a place without your me there is another passage, though a distant century what memories cannot bestow is time without your be