Have you ever thought about losing your brother?
me vs. making webweaves on dying and family. really this was just an excuse to think about killing flies.
Killing Flies, Michael Dickman | Separation, W.S. Merwin | Eurydice, Ocean Vuong | It, Stephen King | Winnie-the-Pooh, A.A Milne | Fading Kitten Syndrome, ROAR | Quote via. Maurice Sendak | A Meeting, Wendell Berry | Anguish, August Friedrich Schenck | West Wind I, Mary Oliver | Planet of Love, Richard Siken | Quote via. C.C, Aurel | Oats We Sow, Gregory and the Hawk | The Living to the Dead, Käthe Kollwitz | Quote via Fortesa Latifi | Antigonick, Anne Carson | Killing Flies, Michael Dickman (cont.)
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Emperor Belos is what happens when you combine the the narrator of the TellTale Heart, the narrator of Ligeia, the narrator of a Dream Within a Dream, the narrator of Start Here, and the narrator of Killing Flies into one cult risen traumatized child and then proceed to toss them into a lovecraftian-esque world.
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When you look down
inside yourself
what is there?
You are a walking bag of surgical instruments
shining from the inside out
and that’s just
today
Tomorrow it could be different
When I think of the childhood inside me I think of sunlight dying on
a windowsill
The voices of my friends
in the sunlight
All of us running around
outside our
deaths
excerpt from Michael Dickman, "Nervous System"
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(Salt)
A LOBSTER.
Once out of the box
The wooden box
The metal box
The box, the box, the box
Dragged up from the salt
Things don't feel too bad
And then they do
And then they don't
(And waves)
Michael Dickman, Maine Seafood Company (2012)
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Hi I’m hoping you can help me find this poem that i keep thinking about but i don’t remember who it’s by or a single line of it. but it’s by a man (i think) and he’s sober now but he’s listing what drinks he would have if he wasn’t sober and it goes on and on and is like agonizingly exquisite and it literally made me thirsty when i read it. and i NEED to find it again but idk where to look. help!!
A few years ago, I made a webweaving post where I juxtaposed excerpts from Sarah Twombly's article and Michael Dickman's “My Autopsy”—one of them is your guy.
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isnt it so crazy how okuyasus stand ability literally & symbolically brings others closer to him. lets him erase the distance between himself and those he loves and etc. and isnt it crazy how keicho metaphorically pushes him away by disowning him and then right after in his one and only act of kindness actually pushes him away so chili pepper wont target him. isnt it so crazy
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The street life of kids in Lents—the neighborhood in Southeast Portland where the poet Michael Dickman and his siblings grew up in the 1980s—chances on beauty, along with some danger, skateboard tricks, and questions of belonging, in two poems from the opening section of his new collection Pacific Power & Light.
To a Mosquito in Lents
Cherry Coke
Sucked up through a metal straw
You look like a line drawing
In reverse
Sketched out in the air
Lay-offs beat kids in parking lots
You don’t belong here
Passing saliva
Back and forth on a teaspoon
Compound and cashless
While I eat Cheetos from a single-use bag you carefully lick orange feedback off my long and delicate fingers
Ecclesiastical
And hypoallergenic
Getting sick behind the Checkers Mart
There’s so much I want to tell you
Slivers from the new bark dust feel good
Needles
Stay dry inside fanny packs
And you keep every promise
Switchflip
A yellowjacket turned
Inside out
A stinger and an instep meet in the middle of the air
I hold my mother’s hand
If you land it you live forever
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