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Masigo jookja!
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1 min read
You know you want to. Look at me: I want to. Look at everyone else: they want to. You want to. Stay. Masigo jookja! Do you know what happens to yesterdays? Do they turn into tomorrows? Who cares, your glass is empty. Masigo jookja! I’m seeing lots of purple and strawberry colours. Is this bad?…
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Trans*
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1 min read
*across the breeze/ birds fly/ foam in their beaks/ silver wings/ radar traces/ trans/ lateral/ trans/ am/ take me away/ silver bird/ foam in your beak/ across the breeze/ trans/…
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imaginary cities: opa —
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5 min read
Once upon a time there was a piece of paper through which the words printed on the other side could not be seen, a piece of paper so thick it might have been made of wood. Twice upon a time there was a transparent screen through which one could see the other side of the…
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Cordite #23
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2 min read
Ern Malley, the original dromedary of Australian poetry, has been anthologised, criticised and mythologised beyond belief. It’s perhaps sobering to reflect that while Ern Malley’s creators, his twin Gepettos James McAuley and Harold Stewart along with his original sponsor Max Harris have passed from this world, Ern’s legend lives on. What is it about Ern…
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Autumnal Dynamos
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0 min read
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Hoju bihaeng-gi
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1 min read
eh! the plane! the plane! come to rescue a princess hoju bihaeng-gi like silver birds above our skylines over the wires a plane! a silver plane! coming to save their hoju princess to fly her to hawaii! her fur coat trailing in the dust on the sleepy seoul tarmac silver plane full of furs! come…
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White Space
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1 min read
building a spaceship to take me to a moon made out of makkoli a dead sparrow falls through the window i left open overnight in case it snowed . . . the sparrow’s white beak & feathers are frozen (made of snow i hold in my hands as if it might melt & outside even…
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imaginary cities: multi —
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5 min read
City that encloses many other cities, like a lunch pail filled with multiple containers, each of which holds a prescribed number of foodstuffs – nuts, sultanas, rice, meatstuffs, tapioca, croutons, larvae. An anticity formed from invisible matter, shifting its colours and contours, blown by desert winds and dream tornadoes. An atrocity filled with horrors, spikes…
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imaginary cities: mina —
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2 min read
The city is tiny but it takes up so much space. In the tunnels, on the wagons and under the stars. One more push and then the darkness will cloak us, or crack. Dreams of a black crow with a blade of grass in its beak. City of wondrous walls and far-up windows, through which…
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imaginary cities: mendi —
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2 min read
City of dread, of shanties and loam. In a police state jacked on lonely clubs and bullet time, some streetwalkers trip the line, busting the bleeding hearts and painting skyscrapers red. The tenements by the disused stream are no longer reliably dangerous. Shadows swoop on crumbs of maize and shoot arrows into corporate plans but…
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imaginary cities: menda —
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2 min read
City of the big one, the whopper and the raised eyebrow. City of tales so tall they call them riddlescrapers. City of a thousand hits and one junkie’s promise to tell all. City without a story arc. Follish little boys trundling barrels down to the px for spare candy. Two old men fighting in the…
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imaginary cities: mega —
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2 min read
City too big to be called a city. City too large to fit on any map. City too huge to have a name. In the city of Mega, it never rains. The colossal pap of remediation hits me. Hey, maybe you only live three times. Sidewinding down to the intermission between tracks one and two.…
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imaginary cities: lubri —
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2 min read
A film-strength city situated, obviously, deep in the marshes. Canals full of treacle and drains that drip. Body-parts moving infinitely towards their obsolescence, pulsing nevertheless with the isotope of hopeless life. Hopeless life, staggering towards reproductive symmetry. Symmetry, between our bodies and the city’s design. Blank signs, stretched across a broken boulevarde. Dream spurts, like…
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imaginary cities: loqua —
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2 min read
City of garrets and all-night nature rants. City of the invisible line between smoking and non-smoking areas, waves of smoke billowing freely across this demilitarized zone while observers from both sides wo-man their monitors. City of freak scenes and bad acne, too much foundation and red blood dripping from the lip. City of faux-soundtracks to…
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imaginary cities: ioni —
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2 min read
City of radiation and pliers. To find meaning in the ad breaks between sutras. City of radio free emoticons. Television is a sheet of glass between eternity and magnetism. Decomposition comes naturally. We are of the worm. This electronic charge re-situates my poles. I crave great density. Listen to the crystals dictating terms for an…