‘I will listen when you speak and when you cannot. I will sit beside you in the dark. I will learn to feed us both back toward the light. I will hold you and I will not let go.’ Oh, this stunning, heartbreaking CNF by @tracieadams.bsky.social 😭🫶
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So, so grateful this poem found a home in issue 8 of @epistemiclit.bsky.social 🥹💗
“and in ways with teeth / that devoured my soft parts,
leaving old-lady bones behind” omg this poem by @cake-girl.bsky.social in @epistemiclit.bsky.social 🔥🔥🔥🧡🧡🧡
Sometimes, it feels super important for a piece of writing to find a kind home. So happy my little flash is in this exquisite issue #11 from Moonflake Press, with the theme ‘treasured’ 🥹💗 This one was drafted in @mattkendrick.bsky.social’s Lyrical Writing WBTL course 🫶
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‘Skip past the twisting, looping explosion that folds out to be four times the size of this book, chalk white in the center, then sand, then lemon meringue pie’ - this is such a dynamic, colourful, unsettling flash by @sagetyrtle.bsky.social 💥
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#TheWelkinGenrePrize
Entries open two weeks today!!!
Spread the word. And get scribbling!!
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‘Before, I could afford to lose a little meltwater in the warmer months. It would drip and purl and babble downstream. I liked the sound, gentle, life affirming, musical.’
Gosh, such intricate, haunting images in this flash by @junegemmell.bsky.social in
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Love this. Hard relate. What a brilliant POV! @cake-girl.bsky.social in @thehooletsnook.bsky.social “Stop saying I think maybe when you’re sure?”
"Oh love, don’t apologise—I understand. It’s not you it’s me, right? I wonder, though, could you maybe just hit send sometime?"
Big love for this tiny piece of writing by @cake-girl.bsky.social in @thehooletsnook.bsky.social 💙💙💙
Creative Non-fiction by Tracie Adams I will lift you from embryonic waters, my heart a purring engine against your buttery skin. I will kiss your rosebud lips, feed you from my own body. You will w…
Skip forward five pages. Skip past the toddlers with the rubber knives and toddlers with the cardboard handcuffs and the toddlers in their severe uniforms.
So, so grateful this poem found a home in issue 8 of @epistemiclit.bsky.social 🥹💗
Issue 8 #Poetry
A POEM IN WHICH I APOLOGIZE FOR NOT BEING ANGRY by @cake-girl.bsky.social
“and i am trying to be angry / but you see,
i was hungry for decades / in hidden ways that
swallowed my words / before they could catch fire”
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So happy to have a teensy micro in issue 4 of @thehooletsnook.bsky.social 🌸
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Karen Baumgart
Karen Baumgart
Issue 8 #Poetry
A POEM IN WHICH I APOLOGIZE FOR NOT BEING ANGRY by @cake-girl.bsky.social
“and i am trying to be angry / but you see,
i was hungry for decades / in hidden ways that
swallowed my words / before they could catch fire”
epistemiclit.com/issue-eight/...
by Karen Baumgart Oh love, don’t apologise—I understand. It’s not you it’s me, right? I wonder, though, could you maybe just hit send sometime? Let them see you’re anxious, how it comes...
by Karen Baumgart Oh love, don’t apologise—I understand. It’s not you it’s me, right? I wonder, though, could you maybe just hit send sometime? Let them see you’re anxious, how it comes...
