Minneapolis, MN (Italicx), and
Christina Chin, Malaysia
(Plain Text)
—Public Domain Photos Courtesy
of Medusa
(Plain Text)
—Public Domain Photos Courtesy
of Medusa
stirring in
a dollop
of sour cream
clouds swirl in a porcelain sky
the spoon stops
a dollop
of sour cream
clouds swirl in a porcelain sky
the spoon stops
3am sleep
through the rumble
of freight train
second notification
printed in red
through the rumble
of freight train
second notification
printed in red
a practiced motion
sliding
into pockets
caught by surveillance
cameras
sliding
into pockets
caught by surveillance
cameras
while receiving
massage he puffs
the hookah
ash grows longer
the smoke curls
massage he puffs
the hookah
ash grows longer
the smoke curls
killer whale
is the yacht
to a seal
view from the moon
just two ripples
is the yacht
to a seal
view from the moon
just two ripples
give it up for
the next
contestant
spotlight shrinks
to a drying sweat
the next
contestant
spotlight shrinks
to a drying sweat
who's guarding
the white
rhino
dust to dust—
the savannah holds its breath
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Today’s LittleNip:
Life is not a solo act. It's a huge collaboration, and we all need to assemble around us the people who care about us and support us in times of strife.
—Tim Gunn
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—Medusa, with thanks to Christina Chin and Jerome Bergland for today’s fine Tan-renga! For more about the Tan-renga, go to https://www.graceguts.com/essays/an-introduction-to-tan-renga/.
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