M Téllez

  • About A Woman and A Kid

    An older woman came to town. By town I mean our little dark forest, which is on the disconnected part of the city—the other side of the river where the power’s broken up anymore. She came in the morning when we were out…

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    12–17 minutes
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  • Ghost in the Shell and Body Crisis

    My 2015 visit on episode 04 of illustrator/essayist/critic/badass Annie Mok‘s Lights Go Down movie discussion podcast. Sci-fi writer M Téllez of Metropolarity Collective (who is also my housemate) joins me to talk about a movie they’re an expert in, the 1995 Mamoru Oshii…

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    1–2 minutes
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  • The Sermon

    Here there was a severe humidity. A sullen, dank overcast. A grey world with the drowsy, thick air of a labyrinth. It saturated the skin with an uncomfortable grime that, left alone, would blotch the skin and stick resting eyes shut. Kay couldn’t…

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    20–30 minutes
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  • Adolescence

      How my heart used to race at the sound of a dial-up connection The beige clack of keyboard. An adolescent body perched on a greasy dining room chair The glow of a desktop screen, resolution 800 x 600. This is where I…

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    5–7 minutes
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    REMEMBER LIFE OUTSIDE THE IVORY TOWER

    DO YOU REMEMBER WHAT IT WAS LIKE BEFORE YOU UNDERSTOOD HOW TO COMMUNICATE IN ACADEMIA? DO YOU REMEMBER HOW TO SPEAK IN COMMON? DO YOU REMEMBER WHEN YOU HEARD A NARRATIVE THAT DID NOT ALSO PROVE AN ARGUMENT? REMEMBER LIFE OUTSIDE THE IVORY…

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    1–2 minutes
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  • GENTRY

    Y’all are some fools—I can’t stand this shit. I’m yelling and gnashing my teeth and screeching at them in modified Common to pay attention. But these gentry don’t know what the fuck I’m talking about. You know that? Then they get robbed and…

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    3–5 minutes
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  • A 100x100 pixel image of Rock Lee's taped up arm from the anime, Naruto

    ODE TO ROCK LEE

    IF YOU PRESUME THAT I DON’T ENGAGE IN CERTAIN ACTIVITIES WITHOUT EVER FOR A SECOND CONSIDERING THAT THE REASON MIGHT BE FINANCIAL THEN I’M LETTING YOU KNOW YOU’RE PULLING SOME LIL UPPER CLASS BULLSHIT IF YOU THINK THAT I DON’T LIKE SOMETHING THAT…

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    3–4 minutes
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    PEOPLE WHO WRITE ABOUT THE 90S INTERNET AND HOW CYBERSPACE WAS THIS CRAZY SPACE BACK IN THE DAY

    OK I WANT TO KNOW I REALLY WANT TO KNOW DID THEY ACTUALLY LIVE IT? WERE THEY IN THOSE CYBERSPACES? WERE THEY THOSE PRE/TEENS ACTING AS VIDEO GAME CHARACTERS AS VAMPIRE VERSIONS OF THEIR FAVORITE DRAGON BALL Z CHARACTER, ROLE PLAYING AT ELITE…

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    2–3 minutes
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  • The Corpse

    Suli blew his sterile load onto the ground (it happened at the same moment every time) and then straightened up, wiping his hand across a gnarled clump of weeds as the reconstructed reality cleared from his vision and the dull rolling hills of…

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    10–15 minutes
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  • My Other Body is In the Shop

    ALL THAT'S LEFT | First Packet by M Téllez Not everyone is good at their body. I know mine’s fucked up. The joints are out of alignment and the energy deposits are unevenly distributed. Nothing fits right lately and people been staring at…

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    3–4 minutes
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  • Hotbloods

    Hotbloods by All That’s Left Channel 7-70 had Hotblood Saturdays every weekend of the month. They billed it as a double feature of independent erotic films, but Channel 7-70 (not actually a television channel but a full-service “anytime” subscription media-stream) was owned by…

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    8–13 minutes
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  • Dark Eyes On the Road

    The dash instruments shed a comfortable amount of light between them; enough that Kay could still see their glimmer in Dimo’s eyes without the aid of other vision modes. They were transporting a hulker south, and you needed two people to do it…

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    16–24 minutes
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