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WARNING: Trains may be hiding trains! by emagdalena kabat

[a poem from the compendium dissimulate my reality – some nonlocal junk poetry – 23 nonpoems from the point of view of a black hole condensed in an orange – a collection of made up poets who live inside a shadow] emagdalena kabat emagdalena kabat is a 130-year-old poet and former personal trainer who enjoys spiderwatching, […]

reality breaks down once we get past our surface perceptions of it – how to produce alternative forms of readability by UGO FOGI

a poem from the compendium dissimulate my reality – some nonlocal junk poetry – 23 nonpoems from the point of view of a black hole condensed in an orange – a collection of made up poets who live inside a shadow Ugo Fogi is well-known for his book We are all in a post-hypnotic trance induced […]

no title: a brief chistory of sadness: why kant used to keep his penis in his mouth in the double-slit moral experiment: hypocrisy of otherness unseen in a wildflower: all mental issues now available: the bots are walking disciplined and relaxed in the va

a poem from the compendium dissimulate my reality – some nonlocal junk poetry – 23 nonpoems from the point of view of a black hole condensed in an orange – a collection of made up poets who live inside a shadow Kantigona Lurex is not a person nor an avatar but it could eat 3 tones […]

my gender is quantum (the laptop’s LAZY heart is a candid alien) by COLE & TINA VACHE KAAPA

The arctic siamese oedipal twins couple Cole & Tina love to write binaural poems with middle-sized lipsticks on Ikea catalogs. During their career as Manichean artists, they allowed few details of their early life or family background to be known to the public. they even refused to acknowledge that they ever had a name. their […]

more!again!more!again! (blup, blup/flash, flash/flash, flash) by ix tab ular asa

a poem from the compendium dissimulate my reality – some nonlocal junk poetry – 23 nonpoems from the point of view of a black hole condensed in an orange – a collection of made up poets who live inside a shadow] ix tab ular asa is a Maya non-gender poet generated by a deep lazy learning […]

how I feel before a thought arise – visual poem and asemicpoetry

plînsetul emoticoanelor înainte de a apăsa tasta enter

la început va fi o pană de curent iar străzile se vor întoarce în pădure cineva va căra pe umeri un sfinx din plastic care se va găinăța pe cerul mort iar mașinile de pompieri vor cînta bach toți le vor mîngîia sînii nu apăsați enter nu scrolați nu oile plîng corpurile lor cerești drăguțe […]

WARNING: Trains may be hiding trains! by emagdalena kabat

[a poem from the compendium dissimulate my reality – some nonlocal junk poetry – 23 nonpoems from the point of view of a black hole condensed in an orange – a collection of made up poets who live inside a shadow] emagdalena kabat emagdalena kabat is a 130-year-old poet and former personal trainer who enjoys spiderwatching, […]

my gender is quantum (the laptop’s LAZY heart is a candid alien) by COLE & TINA VACHE KAAPA

The arctic siamese oedipal twins couple Cole & Tina love to write binaural poems with middle-sized lipsticks on Ikea catalogs. During their career as Manichean artists, they allowed few details of their early life or family background to be known to the public. they even refused to acknowledge that they ever had a name. their […]

reality breaks down once we get past our surface perceptions of it – how to produce alternative forms of readability by UGO FOGI

a poem from the compendium dissimulate my reality – some nonlocal junk poetry – 23 nonpoems from the point of view of a black hole condensed in an orange – a collection of made up poets who live inside a shadow Ugo Fogi is well-known for his book We are all in a post-hypnotic trance induced […]

hyper-leaves rotting in high weirdness – poee off-the-greed by ubik feynman

a poem from the compendium dissimulate my reality – some nonlocal junk poetry – 23 nonpoems from the point of view of a black hole condensed in an orange – a collection of made up poets who live inside a shadow ubik is a non-non-delusional monk who holds meditation sessions in supermarkets. you can meet him […]

more!again!more!again! (blup, blup/flash, flash/flash, flash) by ix tab ular asa

a poem from the compendium dissimulate my reality – some nonlocal junk poetry – 23 nonpoems from the point of view of a black hole condensed in an orange – a collection of made up poets who live inside a shadow] ix tab ular asa is a Maya non-gender poet generated by a deep lazy learning […]