My poem "Sheela-na-Gig" has been accepted by Weird Fiction Quarterly. The market is a new one for me and an honor, since I had been encouraged to submit to an earlier issue at a point this year when it was flatly not possible. The poem itself was directly sparked by ![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
ashlyme, who requested one about a Green Woman. I suspect it also of responding, an appropriate nine months later, to Alex Garland's Men (2022). It makes a much better ending to the day than it began with the arrival of the gas company to switch our service over to the new main, a process which theoretically heralds the end in sight of this summer of construction and in practice sounded like all the earth-moving machinery had suddenly transferred itself to our basement.
ashlyme, who requested one about a Green Woman. I suspect it also of responding, an appropriate nine months later, to Alex Garland's Men (2022). It makes a much better ending to the day than it began with the arrival of the gas company to switch our service over to the new main, a process which theoretically heralds the end in sight of this summer of construction and in practice sounded like all the earth-moving machinery had suddenly transferred itself to our basement.
