M.

Joined January 2024

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Half-time writer, all time joker. M. Maponi specializes in speculative fiction, and speculates on the best way to get his shit together.

Author of "Reality and Contagion" and "Consultancy Blues"

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The new epicurean
When hungry to eat fully and drinking without care and when its time to dump it, that even, to do fair; in bed, to burning burn
By M.8 days ago in Poets
Odi et amo, reprise
Hundreds of time you'll change hundreds of time I'll change; again and again, we'll hate and love each other, again and again we'll meet
By M.15 days ago in Poets
Cognitive Background. Content Warning.
Cranes tasting of anthrax. Illegal peripatetic dreams. The ultimate cure against aging. Provocative proactivity for the near future.
By M.26 days ago in Poets
Ode to the pig. Content Warning.
Spare me, Circe, your useless spells revealing the hidden truths there's no redemption in the trough [-] I'm the cold reptile poet
By M.about a month ago in Poets
Momentous Happenings
Most of life is a series of coincidences. Jeff is a lanky ten-years old, too tall for his old kid's bike, not tall enough to ride his dad's. When Mark and Dennis came to ask him out on a ride, a balanced, adult person would have said 'I'm sorry, I'll have to pass'. But Jeff is a kid, and doesn't want to let his friends down, and his life is all measured on a complex balance of the fear of missing out and the invisible sanctity of friendship bonds, that he'll swear will last forever.
By M.2 months ago in Fiction
Today you outrun the cloud
Today you outrun the cloud always fighting, always running it’s fine if you white-out Today you outrun the cloud [-]
By M.2 months ago in Poets
Men like us. Top Story - April 2024. Content Warning.
Men like us trudge in mud under Russian fire while callow others load the missiles. [-] Men like us, those poor we hate
By M.3 months ago in Poets
The Burning Bush
For Seye Kanes, I tell you A bitter cup is brewed. [-] And yet he stays rebellious For those who never could? [-]
By M.3 months ago in Poets
't was the Thread: a tribute
It was 'round 2020 when I started writing about my grandfather. Cats, it is said, can feel when their death is coming. I was like a cat in this regard; only I didn't perceive my end, just someone else. My muse would sit at the table and suggest me that it was the time to write about grandpa.
By M.3 months ago in Families
unspirited away. Top Story - March 2024.
On the top of the mountain you promised there was silence, the crickets wouldn't dare [-] ten thousands steps ten thousands gates
By M.3 months ago in Poets
Generative Envy
I was given word at the beginning of it and I prompted, desperately. [-] Seeking the right shard of truth the right condensed
By M.4 months ago in Poets
Terms and Conditions
We agreed to the terms skipping the conditions or we liked the conditions ignoring the terms We were conditioned
By M.4 months ago in Poets

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The new epicurean

Odi et amo, reprise

Cognitive Background. Content Warning.

Ode to the pig. Content Warning.

Momentous Happenings

Today you outrun the cloud

Men like us. Top Story - April 2024. Content Warning.

The Burning Bush

't was the Thread: a tribute

unspirited away. Top Story - March 2024.

Generative Envy

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The new epicurean

Odi et amo, reprise

Cognitive Background. Content Warning.

Ode to the pig. Content Warning.

Momentous Happenings

Today you outrun the cloud

Men like us. Top Story - April 2024. Content Warning.

The Burning Bush

't was the Thread: a tribute

unspirited away. Top Story - March 2024.

Generative Envy

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