december '22

my gift to you: a lot of poems. like, a lot.

news

i’m ending the year with some of my favorite work making it to publication. enjoy!

• published poem: “the fine line between self-loving and self-loathing” in unstamatic’s Unconditional Acceptance Issue.

• published poem: “rot around the edges” and “you may find yourself” in the winnow magazine’s Home/Liminal Spaces Issue.

• published poem: “impatiens capensis” in Gastropoda.

• published poem: “the duality of void” in Delicate Friend, Issue 9: Static.

• published work: “self portrait as boneless girl” in FATHERFATHER Fall 2022 Edition.

• published poem: “picky” in The Martello, Edition IV: Sanctuary.

• published poem: “riverdoll” in warning lines Vol. 5: Adversary.

• preorder: Best Served Cold Issue 1: Criminally Gay (my piece “voidspeak (shattered)” is in this one!)

• reminder: my hybrid zine the fine line is available with kith books as a PDF version, too!

• podcast: i made my first podcast appearance on TPQ20 yesterday! give it a listen if you’d like.

notes

i’ve spent a lot of time writing longer-form essays, and am considering posting some of them to substack if they don’t see any interest from places i submitted them. stay tuned for that—i’ve been doing a lot of musing about my body lately. i don’t know if it’s because i feel more or less comfortable here. the relationship to body is complicated right now, and i’m sure i’ll find a way of explaining it sooner or later. in the meantime, i’ve been writing simultaneously for a few things, including a chapbook i’m hoping to finish soon and start submitting in the new year, and taking pictures with my little point and shoot. i also made a friend’s portraits the other day, which was both a great reminder that i love making portraits and that i make portraits for hire!

sneak peek

a short poem from a collaborative project i’ve been working on, for your enjoyment :)

Nothing Compares to a Quiet Evening Alone

i’d like to slip back into rose-tinted
reverie when faced with the possibility
of forgetting you, your garnacha-stained
tongue as it slithers together with mine
in the quiet of a red room. i’d waste
away in the mirage before i cast aside
swaths of mist with my fingertips, pried
open bleary eyes and crust on lashes
to see you as everyone else does,
and i should but i’m too good at games;
once i’ve dug in my heels, i have to win.

friends

• call: Moss Puppy Magazine opens on January 1 for their fourth issue, Caged

• release: tommy blake released lacuna with kith books on December 12

• and also: fifth wheel press opens on January 1 for a themed digital anthology, come sail away.