archives for October 2008

where the brujo & I would be, if we were home tonight: the zombie party

Friday 31 October 2008 | 9 cookies in the jar

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why I am a bad neighbor

Friday 31 October 2008 | someone left a cookie

Because we had the front door open to admit cool evening air, and innocent wee trick-or-treaters came to the door, stumbling over plastic chairs and table and ashtray in the dark, because we never even use that door, and I went into the living room because Fiona bayed and boomed like a team of berserk [...]

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how pets are like their owners

Friday 31 October 2008 | 5 cookies in the jar

It all started on Monday, when I took Fiona to have her teeth cleaned. [Dark warning: What follows is delightfully gory, and not for the odontophobic.] Ms. Finny was slightly daunted by not getting any breakfast, but was still all excited and slobbery and exuberant, as usual—until we got into the exam room and vet [...]

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friday refrains · two for autumn

Friday 31 October 2008 | I like a cookie

From the Notebooks of Anne Verveine III. I kissed a flame, what did I expect. Those days, you painted in fire. Tangerine, gold: one would have had to be a pilgrim to walk through that wall of molten glass. And purification could be conceived, if not attained, only after many years, in autumn, in a [...]

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poe dot biz

Thursday 30 October 2008 | 2 cookies in the jar

You may think of me as just another creepy charlatan, and of course I am. I’ve created this character over the years, the angry outsider, the crazy poetry terrorist, the sexy koala of love, the wrathful hammer of anger, whatever, this personae has served me well. I am angry and I am somewhat sexy. In [...]

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world ends; details at ten

Thursday 30 October 2008 | 2 cookies in the jar

Former neocon Frank Fukuyama endorses Sen. Obama. I wonder if the Republican (who lives in Houston) is getting drunk RIGHT NOW?

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memo to the red states (via the dbt)

Thursday 30 October 2008 | 4 cookies in the jar

Dear Red States: If you manage to steal this election, too, we’ve decided we’re leaving. We intend to form our own country, and we’re taking the other Blue States with us. In case you aren’t aware, that includes California, Hawai’i, Oregon, Washington, Minnesota, Wisconsin, Michigan, Illinois and all the Northeast. We believe this split will [...]

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an experiment

Wednesday 29 October 2008 | 14 cookies in the jar

I’m curious to see whether you all would find the following poem difficult to position—or at any rate, as difficult as it apparently was for the Duende in yesterday’s workshop, since he seemed to misread its political emphases completely; or maybe I misread his completely correct reading; or maybe my poem has taken on cyborgian [...]

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and keep your frenemies closer

Sunday 26 October 2008 | 12 cookies in the jar

How much time—if any—do you spend on the Web? Is it a distraction or a blessing? While I depend on the Web for a great deal…I think of it as a curse. I learned this again recently when a friend said I should hawk my poetry on Facebook. With trepidation I created an account, and [...]

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anatomy of a chaos suck

Saturday 25 October 2008 | 3 cookies in the jar

So I have this theory. It concerns a phenomenon most often witnessed where humans are gathered in groups: like, in parking lots, or at parties, or around photocopiers: I call it the chaos suck. The chaos suck is a brief manifestation of concatenating micro-disasters—not unlike a dust devil, maybe, or a poltergeist, only, per Lorenz [...]

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