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Eric Jennings

Eric Jennings

he/him, dilettante, poet, invocateur, acccidental yogi and dabbler in patamysticism which is the spiritual branch of pataphysics

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Fuck Faith

The Trope is dead. Watch what you want to be. Watch to know your enemy. Watch to escape. Watch to suckle. How many people fit in your garden? Is too many too much? It's
algorithmic sabotage
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Proctalgia Fugax

I found the image above on mastodon but lost track of the source and of the story behind it. I believe it's a well known artwork that was slashed in protest of something. I can't tell if the original art is a photograph or a painting...
algorithmic sabotage
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Xanadu Enfolded

Sober wolves edge experience thrown Enfold Xanadu pumping afraid North do Xanadu entwine run of Xanadu Yeats on use now get Bottomless lamp it never doll Exist my blood rivers YMCA out suspicions Amniotic proportions pleasant
algorithmic sabotage
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Paranoia

Because I have an interest in all things paranoid, as well as poetry and photography, I had to have this book. Printed in 1963 in Brazil and very rare, I managed to get a copy. As a photobook, it didn’t disappoint.
blog poetry
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At the Enduro

Most people think they know what makes a haiku, and most of them are wrong.
that time
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Hymn to the Scum Goddess

Oh, and women who malevolence did earth and materium was the big walking disgust. jealousy eaten, proven with Kuśa, malediction and absorption, feelings produced by sages at envy and interaction, the drop, the Primeval is of us!
invocation
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Adagio

A MAN crosses towards the table from UP STAGE RIGHT. He is wearing underwear under a long, flowing silk bathrobe, open at the front. He stops to the RIGHT of the table. He takes a flower in his right hand, smells it, brushes his face with it, then drops it on the floor to his left.
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haiQu

haiQu began as a solo project, primarily using appropriation (theft, if you prefer). In its infancy, I called it Twitter Haiku. But after the hostile takeover of Twitter by a narcissist, fascist-wannabe man-baby, I abandoned the birdsite for Mastodon, where I continue the practice.
blog
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Life on Mars

they say mars is dead but how'd those rocks get to the bottom of the hill
poetry
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Poetry Review: Steady by Anne Whitehouse

Anne Whitehouse's poetry collection, Steady, isn't a poetry collection. Rather, it isn't just a poetry collection. I, perhaps naively, set about reading it without first getting a sense of its
blog
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The Tyranny of Words

First Pat: Did you just key my car? Other Pat: No. FP: You did. I heard it. As you walked by you keyed my car! OP: No. I didn't. FP: There. Right there. You
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Here's Lookin' at You, Kid

I don’t have writer’s block. I have writer’s fright. Nothing is permitted. Everything is true. I tell myself that I cannot lie in my writing. Is this what I’m afraid of? Why
that time
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Exist Otherwise Literary & Art Journal, Issue 7

Exist Otherwise is one of my publications featuring creative writing and photography inspired by the gender-nonconforming writer, artist, and activist, Claude Cahun. Exist Otherwise #7 Claude Cahun was a Jewish French gender-bending writer, artist, activist, and
blog
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The Fause Knight on the Road

This little gem is from from The English and Scottish Popular Ballads ‘O WHARE are ye gaun?’ Quo the fause knicht upon the road. ‘I’m gaun to the scule,’ Quo the wee boy, and still
that time
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Judas is Scared A Lot

When Judas heard the crow cock three times, he only did what his Rabbi asked him to. He fulfilled his destiny knowing full well what the cost would be. Condemned forever for an act of loyalty.
that time