At night I can see the stars on fire and I can see the world in flames

[sovay]

My poem "Without Prayer or the Place in the Forest" has been accepted by Uncanny Magazine. It was written for selkie; it is snarkily overstating only a little for me to refer to it as A.K.A. The Subtweet About Jewish Magical Realism. It has firebirds. I am glad it has a home.

At the end of a long day with a lot of traveling (I feel betrayed by Daniel Pinkwater—the PATH train went through Hoboken and I did not see a single giant chicken), I had a very quiet evening in which people often sat around different sides of the same room, talking sometimes, sometimes just existing around each other. It was nice. I got fed pasta and chocolate and raspberries and my hosts had stocked goat's milk, to drink warm with honey. Tomorrow I can run around.

Comments

[sami]

... I actually want to read that poem now, and I, generally speaking, do not like poetry.

I feel like I would dislike poetry less if more if it was snarky and had firebirds.

[sovay]

... I actually want to read that poem now, and I, generally speaking, do not like poetry.

Thank you! It will go live and you will have the opportunity.