mantecanaut wrote 1 month ago: Butterflew piebald and wry, A ship’s skeleton, Beached, Charcoaled ribs with no ghost of a sai … more →
mantecanaut wrote 1 month ago: I dreamt that you were dreaming of me: We chased and treed the four winds and left them knotted, Qui … more →
mantecanaut wrote 2 months ago: Ellie stands in line. She reaches into The Pocket of Secrets. All jeans have one, and although someo … more →
mantecanaut wrote 4 months ago: Here, Ellie leaves the house. Note the paused half-turn on the sill: face bowed, reflective; eyes ti … more →
mantecanaut wrote 5 months ago: Click that link, yank that tag, follow the crumbs to another exercise in mutual congratubation: … more →
mantecanaut wrote 5 months ago: I ought to know: fraught thoughts grow taut, chemically unsorted. Maybe I should go; leave, cleave … more →
mantecanaut wrote 6 months ago: Deep inside an office block, between floors, within walls, stuffed in the offal of pipes and wires, … more →
mantecanaut wrote 7 months ago: “Get it out of my brain!“ The man screamed and fell to the floor clawing at his head, fi … more →
mantecanaut wrote 7 months ago: Trotsky sat forward at the table perched like a starling, one fifth of his arse contacting the chair … more →
mantecanaut wrote 8 months ago: A six-pack, a single malt ( make that a double ) then an assault, an attack on the fridge, was alway … more →
mantecanaut wrote 9 months ago: The conversation cartwheels, the words eddy and the phrases whorl and spiral like curls of smoke fro … more →
mantecanaut wrote 10 months ago: How to steer this new year? A lone party-popper goes off in my mind’s ear… the streamers … more →
mantecanaut wrote 1 year ago: I think I am having a heart attack. Cardiac arrest, at best, is an awful inconvenience. That old pum … more →
mantecanaut wrote 1 year ago: I am tucked in bed, shrunken and cashew against the cold as the rain pounds at the window : the scra … more →
mantecanaut wrote 1 year ago: I am The Final Girl, I am The Last. I am burdened with the expectations of ages past. A child of Fea … more →
mantecanaut wrote 1 year ago: These guys? Amateurs. Hired numbnuts who should be fixing pipes or installing cable. I’ve been … more →
mantecanaut wrote 1 year ago: Smile, and pick a bottle from the pile. A view from above, you need a non-slip grip, don’t app … more →
mantecanaut wrote 1 year ago: Blog, I let you die. Try as I might, I can’t avoid your gaze : “You left me this way … more →
mantecanaut wrote 1 year ago: [foto:Real de Quatorce,Mexico] A window is an opportunity. An aperture into a different space. A key … more →