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Edie Meade @ediemeade.bsky.social · 03/10/2026

There's a whole big world out there.

Selfie in side mirror against orange dusk

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Edie Meade @ediemeade.bsky.social · 28/06/2026

Getting my fangs out at the beach.

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Edie Meade @ediemeade.bsky.social · 08/05/2026

New poem, The Toothache, in Louisiana Literature

The Toothache, a poem by Edie Meade, published in Louisiana Literature Journal.

Brass letter slot on an old wooden door.

Cover of Louisiana Literature Journal, featuring a distorted image of docks in a marsh

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Edie Meade @ediemeade.bsky.social · 29/04/2026

New retirement plan just dropped.

Butterflies feasting on tropical fruit kabobs.

Hot pink Golden Girls change purse in a thrift store.

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Edie Meade @ediemeade.bsky.social · 23/04/2026

A little poem for my mom, published in Issue 3 of the magical, beautifully curated Belladonna's Garden.

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Edie Meade @ediemeade.bsky.social · 26/02/2026

A beautiful gloom. The peepers are awake at the river. I thought you should know.

Old yellow painted brick building with other brick houses, set against a vibrant purple cloud cover.

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Edie Meade @ediemeade.bsky.social · 21/02/2026

But what if we drank beers together out of a Kiss Kasket?

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Edie Meade @ediemeade.bsky.social · 14/02/2026

Happy Valentine's Day from the floor where we witness troubles. Here is a poem I wrote one year ago, published in @oneart.bsky.social 💖

Poem titled February 14, by Edie Meade:

February 14

I lay on the floor trying to unhear screams, the city
screaming into its elbows to stifle what it knows.
The neighbors rise fighting, and I’m afraid
to seek answers to the questions I have. Google,
can AR-15 bullets pierce a brick wall? How
do hiding mothers keep their children quiet?
Is the screaming in my middle ear or a fold
of nervous tissue? Is it me? Is it only me?
Car doors slam and engines ignite and I remain
on the floor, keeping close to the world without
beds, those born and born again shivering pink
each morning waiting to receive spring’s augurs.
Geese shadows labor over the window so low
I hear their wings threshing. None cry out.

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Edie Meade @ediemeade.bsky.social · 08/02/2026

I have three new poems out today at @oneart.bsky.social, one of the most supportive publications out there in this hard old world. Thanks so much to One Art editors Mark Danowsky and Louisa Schnaithmann for my first publication of 2026. Proof I can take "yes" for an answer!

On a beach hotel boardwalk, a neon sign lit up "Yes," with unilluminated "no" visible behind it.

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Edie Meade @ediemeade.bsky.social · 06/02/2026

Me? Oh, just hanging around.

Prickly pear cactus covered in ice and water droplets. City street with brick rowhouse out of focus in the background

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Edie Meade @ediemeade.bsky.social · 25/10/2025

"The people outraged about [climate protesters symbolically defacing art] are often people who cuts arts funding."

Actor Josh O'Connor interviewed by Dazed Digital: "The people outraged about that are often people who cuts arts funding."

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Edie Meade @ediemeade.bsky.social · 28/09/2025

A single leaf: turns orange Me:

Lenny Kravitz wearing blanket-sized knit scarf with knit cap and suede booties while walking on a city sidewalk

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Edie Meade @ediemeade.bsky.social · 21/09/2025

little list in the pocket of my heart

Grocery list written by a child: milk, corrots, breed, coffe, ice cream, stw (strawberry, crossed out) grapes

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Edie Meade @ediemeade.bsky.social · 23/07/2025

Let this execrable publication decompose in the filth it has thus piled. I hope these people dream of Nuremberg, because I sure as hell do.

Screenshot of New York Times opinion piece by Bret Stephens titled "No, Israel Is Not Committing Genocide in Gaza." May god have mercy on his soul.

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Edie Meade @ediemeade.bsky.social · 09/07/2025

I like my men like I like my flowers.

A man in a blue jean jacket sits on a boulder looking out at a mountain ridge blue with atmospheric distance.

A tiny pincushion of white flowers bloom from the crack in a rock.

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Edie Meade @ediemeade.bsky.social · 21/05/2025

What are we doing on this pale blue dot, oh my god. My heart is broken.

Headline from The Guardian: "UN says 14,000 babies could die in Gaza in next 48 hours under Israeli aid blockade"

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Edie Meade @ediemeade.bsky.social · 20/04/2025

He is risen? There's a toad in our garden dirt! The boys named him Kenny. They set up a little shallow bowl of water and some rocks. "Now he has a place to meditate." Will keep you posted. Toad maintenance advice welcome. #HotToadSummer

Corner of a bare brick flowerbed decorated with painted river rocks and a yellow, square water dish.

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Edie Meade @ediemeade.bsky.social · 19/04/2025

Started writing a new novel. Blank booking it this time because so much on and via the computer really bums me out.

Fresh blank book with a periwinkle blue cover, on a tabbed and worn cork book atop a glass tabletop with coffee cup in the background.

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Edie Meade @ediemeade.bsky.social · 02/04/2025

Tender, shivering, hanging in there

Bounded by weathered wooden fence, a tree blossoms pink against a high sun.

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Edie Meade @ediemeade.bsky.social · 22/03/2025

And don't you ever forget it.

Red neon sign in empty storefront reads "y'all means everybody" next to a pink neon heart.

Red neon sign reads "you are beautiful" in the window of an empty storefront.

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Edie Meade @ediemeade.bsky.social · 16/03/2025

Put before the thunderstorm with all the other toads.

A warty brown toad hides in a bed of brown leaves.

Huge, red-streaked white blossom touched by a child's hand.

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Edie Meade @ediemeade.bsky.social · 27/02/2025

We live in the liminal spaces.

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Edie Meade @ediemeade.bsky.social · 10/02/2025

I'm 47 today. I've been practicing trumpet this year because I believe in the power of beginning again. I pass this tree that has a shock of new grass growing from the wound of a lost limb. The wound becomes the womb. We begin and begin again. Let the plants teach us how.

Green blades of grass grow from the knothole of a tree in a thin woods. Sunlight puts a family out of focus in the background.

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Edie Meade @ediemeade.bsky.social · 05/02/2025

One of my songs was published in the perfect publication, @y2kq.com. I love everything about this lit mag, from concept to design and the way they handled my submission.

Cover of literary journal Y2K Quarterly, featuring teal square with pixelated desktop computer file icon.

Page open to "Hale-Bopp Bop," a poem (song) by Edie Meade

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Edie Meade @ediemeade.bsky.social · 26/01/2025

Today the thaw came on so fast that from the kitchen window it sounded like rain. We walked a few miles in the woods and it sounded like the birds were laughing. The sunset was short but brilliant. All of these things, all of these things and love.

A winter woods, dark tree trunks and a few patches of orange and green leaves against a low sun casting rays and solar flare

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Edie Meade @ediemeade.bsky.social · 21/01/2025

My firstborn son is 23, the age I was when he was born. And so we grow old, together.

Me, holding a newborn baby in a white hospital bed. My hair is dark and tangled, face pale and expression exhausted.

Newborn baby asleep in yellow footie pajamas.

Newborn baby asleep in hospital-issued onesie. His hands are spread out on his belly.

A new father looks at his baby in a hospital incubator moments after birth.

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Edie Meade @ediemeade.bsky.social · 17/01/2025

Selfie as a dinosaur exhibit.

Display of boxy early mobile phones with a reflection of masked woman (me) taking a selfie via smartphone.

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Edie Meade @ediemeade.bsky.social · 23/12/2024

First of all, get a job, leave her alone!!! (Secondly, she is instantly recognizable, otherwise why would they have taken the picture, and she looks fabulous. As always.)

Headline from The US Sun: "Rarely seen movie star looks unrecognizable as she's spotted on a very rare outing in Los Angeles..." with paparazzi picture of a well-put-together Anjelica Huston in white and Jade green, sunglasses, and long dark hair down over her shoulders.

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Edie Meade @ediemeade.bsky.social · 16/12/2024

it's all selfies from here on out

Window display featuring an upholstered hand with ornate gold and red beaded eye, along with tiny skeleton and woven blanket. In the reflection is a brick garage and my reflection.

Purple crystal glass door knob and brass fixture on worn whitewashed wood door.

Red geometric triangle door handle on glass door.

Window display featuring an upholstered hand with ornate gold and red beaded eye. In the reflection is a brick garage and my reflection.

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Edie Meade @ediemeade.bsky.social · 09/12/2024

It was so pretty. I actually took a silly video of me touching it but I wish I'd gotten a better shot of it flying.

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Edie Meade @ediemeade.bsky.social · 09/12/2024

In the woods today we found a grasshopper easily two inches long. I touched its back legs to see if it would hop away but it only moved away from me looking a little offended, then flew off a moment after. Big bugs do what they want.

Large grasshopper on the bark of a pine tree against a background of soft focus forest in lateral light.

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Edie Meade @ediemeade.bsky.social · 01/12/2024

See the changes every day, until everything becomes a symbol, until nothing is a symbol, until you are the symbol. Everything is nothing is everything.

Milkweed pod spilling seed silk against green field and blue sky.

Brick chimney stands in a field with bare tree under feathery clouds and blue sky.

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Edie Meade @ediemeade.bsky.social · 28/11/2024

Did you have a good day? We did.

Heron in a dead tree, all gray, against a light gray sky.

Broken dock far out from shore in a gray river.

Red clay-colored fossil shell in the palm of my hand, against a ground covered in orange pine needles.

Two fossil shells in my cold red hand, over a shell-covered beach.

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