Tag Archives: Experimental

Our Woven Lord


The story begins with the main character waking up, and you think, “Okay, this is the kind of story that begins with the main character waking up.”

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tablets click into sickly amber plastic like the urine they render so urgent in reverse. click (drop), click (drop), streams of static swishing sound heard on the off-air channels of anything analog.

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Author Strip Searches: Google Keyword Mashup Haiku

We also get more searches about dating a stripper than we can fathom due to an ancient article by Greg Bruns…I thought, why not make haiku combining these searches?

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Interview: Alex Shakar, Author of Luminarium

Alex Shakar

Luminarium is a book brimming with ideas…To get Alex talking about it, I tried using an unorthodox interview structure.

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Lovely Theater

Blue Eye

nothing linear for the learned, no betters, none worse, no caste, but processing, there’s only 10 kinds of people in the world, the on-off switch fires or doesn’t fire for them, the on-off switch doesn’t exist…

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I believe in the things that you believe in, he said. You and I are one, he said. That makes sense to me, I said, where do you sign me up, so he took me to the voting booth and held my hand while I pressed the button.

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(Emptiness / “Zen, Buddhism” / and wrds)

A sentence is. Is. the packaging of knowledge. Zen is. Is. the attainment of nothing. Nothing. more than “Did I say that?”” What I add is. Is. what I subtract.

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