Sunday, October 25, 2026

Sabbatical Lit, plus a Ben Lerner poem from a recent NYRB

After Yinnys dropped I chilled with the following: 

Signals Across Vast Expanses, by Elizabeth Alexander, 2026

Herscht 07769, by László Krasznahorkai, 2021
English translation from Hungarian by Ottilie Mulzet, 2024

The Sense of Style, by Steven Pinker, 2014

Vilhelm’s Room, by Tove Ditlevsen, 1975
English translation from Danish by Sophia Hersi Smith and Jennifer Russell, 2025
 
Nine Coaches Waiting, by Mary Stewart, 1958
 
Blow-Up, and other stories, by Julio Cortazar, 1956
English translation from Spanish by Paul Blackburn, 1963

Inseparable, by Simone de Beauvoir, 1954
English translation from French by Sandra Smith, 2021

No Longer Human, by Osamu Dazai, 1948
English translation from Japanese by Donald Keene, 1958

Orlando, by Virginia Woolf, 1928

And here’s the Ben Lerner poem from a recent New York Review of Books:



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Sunday, October 11, 2026

Sunday Lit: I couldn't wait

On Thursday I checked them out and finished reading them on Saturday. These are big thick books. Each project is astonishing. I was in thrall. This is being written and posted on Saturday night. I couldn't wait to extol and highly recommend. 






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Sunday, October 4, 2026

Sunday Lit: demand and supply

I chose to cancel my subscriptions to, and daily delivery of, the newspapers.
When queried by each paper as to why I wasn’t renewing 
I clicked on Content.
Discontented with content.

Here’s a list of what I’ve been reading  
To fill the vacuum left by the cancellations 
And more importantly
To become content with content again.

The Director, by Daniel Kehlmann, 2023
English translation from the German by Ross Benjamin, 2024

Triage, by Claudia Rankine, 2026

Dèy, by Edwidge Danticat, 2026

The Disappearing Act, by Maria Stepanova, 202l4
English translation from Russian by Sasha Dugdale, 2026

The Collected Poems, 1956 – 1974, by Edward Dorn
Hello La Jolla, by Edward Dorn, 1978

Muévelo, by Miriam Zoila Perez and Veronica Bayetti Flores, 2026

Cute Accelerationism, by Amy Ireland and Maya B. Kronic, 2024, 2026

Cute, Quaint, Hungry and Romantic, by Daniel Harris, 2000

Three Tenses, by Ed Park, 2026

Grendel, by John Gardner, 1971

After Ruben, by Francisco Aragon, 2020

A Face Out of Clay, by Brent Ameneyro, 2024

Rara Avis, by Blas Falconer, 2024

Love Prodigal, Tracy Brimhall, 2024

Becoming Ghost, Kathy Linh Che, 2025

And listening to:

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Saturday, October 3, 2026

Randy, Orlando and Dusk


PB&J&N

Peanut butter and jelly and Nelly


GO GO GO ANTHONY

Run!!!!!!!!!


BONNIE

November 16, 2026 – April 21, 1926
She always lived in reverse.


RANDY, ORLANDO AND DUSK

Come on Randy, dance.
You know you want to.


GREGG

I used to see him all the time.
Super nice guy.
Kind of self-conscious about that third g.


REAL FEEL

Talk to Naz.
Talk to Hsu Ma Yee.
Don’t talk to me.



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Wednesday, September 30, 2026

Drift Detected from Read-Only Reports

Although my brand value has dropped thirty percent
Because the validating resolver over-microreacted
And now refuses to verify if the domain harbors

Broken records, outdated keys, or
Worst case, a bad chain
Forged, altered, untrustworthy.

I seek experience, not merely life
And by extracting byte-grounded dependencies
It adds deterministic whole-catalog applications and 

Turns everything into a wraparound revenue stream
An ad hoc sandbox in a replayable ledger
A content-addressed fixity capsule

To where I would not be afraid to say
If we’re not the only species to ever extinct itself
We must be among the first to delight in doing so.



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Tuesday, September 29, 2026

Radicalized by Cute

Walk us through and tell us why
Intimacy corridors turned debris fields
Beloved gastropub destroyed
And our real feel is dead.

Follow the thread Ariadne said
Railing and stair, ebook and zine
On sidewalks and buses and light rail
And quit hitting on me like I’m teriyaki beef jerky.

The Modelos Negras in tallboy camo
They like in shock
Immiscible, like me incapable
Of mixing or attaining homogeneity.

I’m posting as fast as I can
City Hall North or wherever
All that came before will be
Like nothing that comes after.


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Monday, September 28, 2026

Anamneses

THE DROP

There’s definitely like the dopamine hit
Of a voguish runway trend
Or a limited-edition 

Always fresh
Always creamy
Celebrating the new drop

Cameras is everywhere
Like every other release 
From jail at 3 a.m. 


ENTER HERE TO EXIT

Handled a lot of freight in my day
Never created a clip or a reel
No gaming, no podcasts, no Coachella.

So I won’t have interesting notebooks
Situated, embodied, and with blame foistable
Onto every feed and frosted flake.

Not Funes the memorious nor
Expy Ali Dough-Schuss the creator not
Even Annabel Nectar of Gnashvull Tennis-E.




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