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Blood+Honey is a new lit mag that revels in the experimental & the avant-garde, dirty and kitchen sink realism. SUBMIT your poetry, fiction, CNF, and digital art!!! SUBS Currently CLOSED!!! EIC: @davidestringel.bsky.social www.bloodhoneylit.com

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Blood+Honey @bloodhoneylit.bsky.social · 03/06/2026
Blood+Honey's June update LIVE!!! www.bloodhoneylit.com/blood-honey-...
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Blood+Honey @bloodhoneylit.bsky.social · 28/05/2026
Poem "Blue-Collar Father" by Alice Blackwell “I developed my own LLC to diagnose, treat, and mend wounds / My healing abilities emerged at 8 / Far too young to understand my parents’ wrongdoings, but too naïve to say no” www.bloodhoneylit.com/poetry/blue-...
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blue-collar father — Blood+Honey
by Alice Blackwell “Growing up, bicycle riding seemed like a rudimentary skill / Instead, I developed my own LLC to diagnose, treat, and mend wounds / My healing abilities emerged at 8 / Far too you...
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Blood+Honey @bloodhoneylit.bsky.social · 28/05/2026
"Three Poems" by Piper Rasmussen “The vision of a Queen appears (see also: milagro, fantasma) / ‍as if from the center of a fluffy white cloud / (see also: oscurecida, desaparecida)” www.bloodhoneylit.com/poetry/rasmu...
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three poems — Blood+Honey
by Piper Rasmussen “The vision of a Queen appears ( see also: milagro, fantasma) / ‍as if from the center of a fluffy white cloud / ( see also: oscurecida, desaparecida)”
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Blood+Honey @bloodhoneylit.bsky.social · 28/05/2026
'Disciple' (Chapter 19) by Writer-in-Residence Tom Stuckey “There was something distant and asexual about Sandra, she was too much sex that it became non-sexual.” www.bloodhoneylit.com/tom-stuckey-...
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disciple (ch. 19) — Blood+Honey
by Tom Stuckey “There was something distant and asexual about Sandra, she was too much sex that it became non-sexual.”
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Blood+Honey @bloodhoneylit.bsky.social · 28/05/2026
Digital Art by Bill Wolak www.bloodhoneylit.com/digital-art/...
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Blood+Honey @bloodhoneylit.bsky.social · 28/05/2026
Fiction "The Baby Is Not Your Competition" by Kendra Augustin “The baby stares into your eyes like it has something to say. Does it have something to say or do staring contests just come naturally to babies?” www.bloodhoneylit.com/fiction/the-...
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the baby is not your competition — Blood+Honey
by Kendra Augustin “The baby stares into your eyes like it has something to say. Does it have something to say or do staring contests just come naturally to babies?”
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Blood+Honey @bloodhoneylit.bsky.social · 28/05/2026
Micro-CNF "Seals" by Rachel Lincoln Sarnoff “They will float on their backs and bark and clap, toss their balls into the air like confetti, celebrate the win of which their ancestors could only dream.” www.bloodhoneylit.com/cnf/seals
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seals — Blood+Honey
by Rachel Lincoln Sarnoff “One day waves will break through the walls, rush up and over the prom, crash through the glass, and carry the seals back to the ocean. They will float on their backs and b...
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Blood+Honey @bloodhoneylit.bsky.social · 26/05/2026
Psyched to have our CNF Editor Rebecca Tiger @rtigernyc be interviewed about flash fiction by @SmokeLong's The Village!!! Check out Intro to Blood+Honey smokelong-quarterly.mn.co/posts/101428...
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Blood+Honey @bloodhoneylit.bsky.social · 26/05/2026
Fiction "] [" by Nayt Rundquist “Lighting flickers across blackening expanse distorted through rainstreaked panes, & the zombies seem a little less eager to break into your room.” www.bloodhoneylit.com/fiction/nayt...
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] [ — Blood+Honey
by Nayt Rundquist “Lighting flickers across blackening expanse distorted through rainstreaked panes, & the zombies seem a little less eager to break into your room.”
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Blood+Honey @bloodhoneylit.bsky.social · 26/05/2026
"Five Poems" by Wayne F. Burke “A man calls “come / when I call” and / a small boy comes running.” www.bloodhoneylit.com/poetry/burke...
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five poems — Blood+Honey
by Wayne F. Burke “A man calls “come / when I call” and / a small boy comes running.”
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Mitchell Ny @mitchellny.com · 25/05/2026
"Until Nothing Osmosed Out of Pickles" is out now in Blood+Honey @bloodhoneylit.bsky.social #flashfiction
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until nothing osmosed out of pickles — Blood+Honey
by Mitchell Ny “ Hup hup. Feel your chest expand. When it’s all-the-way full, take two more little sips and hold. Count to three. And whoosh—let it all out. Imagine your lungs shriveling like raisin...
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Zary Fekete @zaryfekete.bsky.social · 26/05/2026
It is always a beautiful day when you get an acceptance from @bloodhoneylit.bsky.social 🥰 Yippee!! #writingcommunity
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Blood+Honey @bloodhoneylit.bsky.social · 25/05/2026
CNF "Honey, Spice, and Spirit" by Phaedra Saffron “This drink is honey, spice, and spirit…I shall drink it in your honor, your ever-loving memory. Serenaded by her speeding cars, her homeless men playing all manner of instruments for spare change.” www.bloodhoneylit.com/cnf/honey-sp...
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honey, spice, and spirit — Blood+Honey
by Phaedra Saffron “This drink is honey, spice, and spirit…I shall drink it in your honor, your ever-loving memory. Serenaded by her speeding cars, her homeless men playing all manner of instruments...
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Blood+Honey @bloodhoneylit.bsky.social · 25/05/2026
Fiction "Until Nothing Osmosed Out of Pickles" by Mitchell Ny “Hup hup. Feel your chest expand. When it’s all-the-way full, take two more little sips and hold. Count to three. And whoosh—let it all out. Imagine your lungs shriveling like raisins.” www.bloodhoneylit.com/fiction/unti...
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until nothing osmosed out of pickles — Blood+Honey
by Mitchell Ny “ Hup hup. Feel your chest expand. When it’s all-the-way full, take two more little sips and hold. Count to three. And whoosh—let it all out. Imagine your lungs shriveling like raisin...
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Blood+Honey @bloodhoneylit.bsky.social · 25/05/2026
"Four Poems" by Jade Kleiner “…my eyes droop. my soul droops, / but my toes in their shoes do not. / every toe is agitated, ready to run…” www.bloodhoneylit.com/poetry/klein...
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four poems — Blood+Honey
by Jade Kleiner “…my eyes droop. my soul droops, / but my toes in their shoes do not. / every toe is agitated, ready to run…”
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Blood+Honey @bloodhoneylit.bsky.social · 22/05/2026
Poem "The Blinding of Samson at W 79th Street (South of Zabar’s) by Joe Pagano, Jr. “That night you plucked the red words / from my mouth like berries in the wild / and found a place for them in your breast…” www.bloodhoneylit.com/poetry/the-b...
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the blinding of samson at w 79th street (south of zabar’s) — Blood+Honey
by Joe Pagano, Jr. “That night you plucked the red words / from my mouth like berries in the wild / and found a place for them in your breast…”
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Blood+Honey @bloodhoneylit.bsky.social · 21/05/2026
'Disciple' (Chapter 18) by Tom Stuckey (Writer-in-Residence) “To be fair to Billy, I could understand his desire to escape. If I were 20 again I would perhaps have had the same desire, but now in my 40’s it deemed to be unreasonable, if not undesirable.” www.bloodhoneylit.com/tom-stuckey-...
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disciple (ch. 18) — Blood+Honey
by Tom Stuckey “To be fair to Billy, I could understand his desire to escape. If I were 20 again I would perhaps have had the same desire, but now in my 40’s it deemed to be unreasonable, if not und...
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Blood+Honey @bloodhoneylit.bsky.social · 21/05/2026
Fiction "Perennial Conception" by Tarah Burrows “Tupelo trees slumber in a stagnant river, sentinels dozing under a net of stars. A portrait of idleness, they loom undisturbed. Stoic.” www.bloodhoneylit.com/fiction/pere...
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perennial conception — Blood+Honey
by Tarah Burrows “ Tupelo trees slumber in a stagnant river, sentinels dozing under a net of stars. A portrait of idleness, they loom undisturbed. Stoic.”
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Blood+Honey @bloodhoneylit.bsky.social · 21/05/2026
"Three Poems" by Liz Mariani “This Buffalo pizza sweats lakes of golden grease / Like proud parents / We glaze lovingly into these tiny bowls / Liquid copper pepperoni peace” www.bloodhoneylit.com/poetry/maria...
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three poems — Blood+Honey
by Liz Mariani “This Buffalo pizza sweats lakes of golden grease / Like proud parents / We glaze lovingly into these tiny bowls / Liquid copper pepperoni peace”
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Blood+Honey @bloodhoneylit.bsky.social · 21/05/2026
"Five Poems" by Crystal James “Today, I celebrate my inner child / Her strength and resilience / Her messy hair and shy voice / Her dirty feet and fearless climb / Her vigilance / Her hope / Her love for red poppies in August” www.bloodhoneylit.com/poetry/james...
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five poems — Blood+Honey
by Crystal James “Today, I celebrate my inner child / Her strength and resilience / Her messy hair and shy voice / Her dirty feet and fearless climb / Her vigilance / Her hope / Her love for red pop...
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Blood+Honey @bloodhoneylit.bsky.social · 21/05/2026
Micro CNF "Family Reunion" by Ellen White “My cousin and I have been looking for Bridget Reynold’s grave for twenty years. Lots of Reynolds. Just one Cornelius. On the headstone: Bridget, his Wife cut sharp beneath the date of death.” www.bloodhoneylit.com/cnf/family-r...
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family reunion — Blood+Honey
by Ellen White “My cousin and I have been looking for Bridget Reynold’s grave for twenty years. Lots of Reynolds. Just one Cornelius. On the headstone:  Bridget, his Wife  cut sharp beneat...
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Blood+Honey @bloodhoneylit.bsky.social · 18/05/2026
Poem "Stated Planely" by Loel Earl (from 'This Also Sucks') “If I had a nickel / for every time / I had a tumid erection / on an airplane, / I'd have the necessary funds to / purchase a plane…” www.bloodhoneylit.com/poetry/this-...
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This Also Sucks — Blood+Honey
by Loel Earl “If I had a nickel / for every time / I had a tumid erection / on an airplane, / I'd have the necessary funds to / purchase a plane…”
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Blood+Honey @bloodhoneylit.bsky.social · 18/05/2026
CNF "I Should Have Known" by A. L. Smith “I should have realized something was wrong when I saw the rag stuffed into the floor vent and heard her lingering on the other side of the door, barring my escape.” www.bloodhoneylit.com/cnf/i-should...
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i should have known — Blood+Honey
by A. L. Smith “I should have realized something was wrong when I saw the rag stuffed into the floor vent and heard her lingering on the other side of the door, barring my escape.”
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Blood+Honey @bloodhoneylit.bsky.social · 17/05/2026
"Five Poems" by Shon Mapp “…your nightshade skin / seems so smooth, / taut. My teeth long / to pierce it. Lessen / this buffer of air / between us.” www.bloodhoneylit.com/poetry/mapp-...
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five poems — Blood+Honey
by Shon Mapp “…your nightshade skin / seems so smooth, / taut. My teeth long / to pierce it. Lessen / this buffer of air / between us.”
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Blood+Honey @bloodhoneylit.bsky.social · 16/05/2026
'Black on Her Tongue (in parts)' by E. G. Ware “‘she’s such a good baby,’ my mother says...‘we forget she is there, she’s feather and light,’ no crying, only the soft unscroll of a ribcage…” www.bloodhoneylit.com/poetry/ware-...
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black on her tongue (in parts) — Blood+Honey
by E. G. Ware “‘she’s such a good baby,’ my mother says, present and bright…’she never cries,’ my father says, as the wine climbs red, ‘we forget she is there, she’s feather and light,’ no crying, o...
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mwtempleton.bsky.social @mwtempleton.bsky.social · 12/05/2026
New column. Please have a look.
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Cole Beauchamp 🏳️‍🌈 📖 @nomad-sw18.bsky.social · 12/05/2026
Oh my heart. @aniking.bsky.social - just 💔 let them be neither no not boys no not girls no yes both let them make new ways to say i to say you to say we let them take a breath let them keep breathing let them walk each other home holding hands
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Blood+Honey @bloodhoneylit.bsky.social · 16/05/2026
Prose Poem "True Men: Harry Truman #33 (1945-1953)" by Writer-in-Residence Wesley R. Bishop “True men don’t cry,” my father told me the day the pony threw me to the ground. “Those who do, walk home.” www.bloodhoneylit.com/wesley-bisho...
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true men: harry truman #33 (1945-1953) — Blood+Honey
by Wesley R. Bishop “True men don’t cry,” my father told me the day the pony threw me to the ground. “Those who do, walk home.”
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Blood+Honey @bloodhoneylit.bsky.social · 16/05/2026
Golden Shovel Poem "Write to Live, or Live to Write" by Jordan Trethewey @jordan-trethewey.bsky.social (from the serialized chapbook There Is More) “It is at times when I / am bored into inertia I write / as act of defibrillation…” www.bloodhoneylit.com/jordan-treth...
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write to live, or live to write — Blood+Honey
Golden Shovel Poem by Jordan Trethewey (from the serialized chapbook There Is More ) “It is at times when I / am bored into inertia I write / as act of defibrillation…”
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Blood+Honey @bloodhoneylit.bsky.social · 16/05/2026
Fiction "Blood Moon" by Ioana Barbulescu “I’ve been unwell for days. It’s the blood moon, my husband jokes, and I wonder if chewing on his liver would quench my anemic thirst.” www.bloodhoneylit.com/fiction/bloo...
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blood moon — Blood+Honey
by Ioana Barbulescu “I’ve been unwell for days. It’s the blood moon , my husband jokes, and I wonder if chewing on his liver would quench my anemic thirst.”
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Blood+Honey @bloodhoneylit.bsky.social · 16/05/2026
Micro-fiction "The Drive Across America Road Trip Festival" by Robert John Miller “I was honored to drive the family RV as our addition to the Drive Across America Road Trip Festival. It helped that Dad was still in prison and Mom was rum-drunk..." www.bloodhoneylit.com/fiction/the-...
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the drive across america road trip festival — Blood+Honey
by Robert John Miller “I was honored to drive the family RV as our addition to the Drive Across America Road Trip Festival. It helped that Dad was still in prison and Mom was rum-drunk and I had jus...
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Blood+Honey @bloodhoneylit.bsky.social · 16/05/2026
Poem "River Mouth" by Tempest Miller “…arriving with a mahogany scent / with bells / with a birthmark / a crown of bones…” www.bloodhoneylit.com/poetry/river...
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river mouth — Blood+Honey
by Tempest Miller “…arriving with a mahogany scent / with bells / with a birthmark / a crown of bones…”
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Blood+Honey @bloodhoneylit.bsky.social · 14/05/2026
CNF "Second Skin" by Shena Cavallo “I had always imagined divorce was something that happened when you are betrayed, when you fight and scream and treat each other poorly..There is sometimes no terrible event...but an itch that never ceases to irritate you.” www.bloodhoneylit.com/cnf/second-s...
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second skin — Blood+Honey
by Shena Cavallo “I had always imagined divorce was something that happened when you are betrayed, when you fight and scream and treat each other poorly..There is sometimes no terrible event, no gre...
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Blood+Honey @bloodhoneylit.bsky.social · 14/05/2026
Fiction "Niko's Fading Song" by Brittany Pike “…as long as something listens—be it whale or human or machine—the ocean will remember us all.” www.bloodhoneylit.com/fiction/niko...
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niko’s fading song — Blood+Honey
by Brittany Pike “…as long as something listens—be it whale or human or machine—the ocean will remember us all.”
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Blood+Honey @bloodhoneylit.bsky.social · 14/05/2026
Poem "Swan Song of the Saucer Magnolia" by Craig Constantine “Love at last sight, / Valedictorian of the first. / The eyes of experience, / Elegiacally taking their leave. / And the eyes of innocence, / Waking up to the erotic.” www.bloodhoneylit.com/poetry/swan-...
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swan song of the saucer magnolia — Blood+Honey
by Craig Constantine “Love at last sight, / Valedictorian of the first. / The eyes of experience, / Elegiacally taking their leave. / And the eyes of innocence, / Waking up to the erotic.”
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Blood+Honey @bloodhoneylit.bsky.social · 13/05/2026
'Disciple' (Chapter 16) by Tom Stuckey (Writer-in-Residence) “They took him to the isolation room, thick, padded and dark, and held him down whist Dr. Richards gave him a shot…He would have to wait at least another few days until he could try to escape again.” www.bloodhoneylit.com/tom-stuckey-...
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disciple (ch. 17) — Blood+Honey
by Tom Stuckey “They took him to the isolation room, thick, padded and dark, and held him down whist Dr. Richards gave him a shot…He would have to wait at least another few days until he could try t...
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Blood+Honey @bloodhoneylit.bsky.social · 13/05/2026
Digital Art series "PPE" by Mary Coleman www.bloodhoneylit.com/digital-art/...
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ppe — Blood+Honey
Digital Art by Mary Coleman
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Blood+Honey @bloodhoneylit.bsky.social · 13/05/2026
"Domestic sentences 9/10/11/12/13" by Bill Neumire “[Jesse] just got a senior lecturer position at Cornell and he gets to teach a class on happiness, which is a secular replacement for god. www.bloodhoneylit.com/poetry/domes...
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domestic sentences 9/10/11/12/13 — Blood+Honey
by Bill Neumire “[Jesse] just got a senior lecturer position at Cornell and he gets to teach a class on happiness, which is a secular replacement for god.
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Blood+Honey @bloodhoneylit.bsky.social · 12/05/2026
Fiction "The Accidental Buddha" by Mick Theebs “‘Yeah, well if you think my ego was big before, just wait. It’s not every day someone achieves enlightenment you know.’” www.bloodhoneylit.com/fiction/the-...
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the accidental buddha — Blood+Honey
by Mick Theebs “‘Yeah, well if you think my ego was big before, just wait. It’s not every day someone achieves enlightenment you know.’”
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Blood+Honey @bloodhoneylit.bsky.social · 12/05/2026
Article "An Aisthesis of Their Own" by Michael Templeton (from column Wander Lines) “I think the fact that young people are looking at each other online and describing what they see as aesthetic involves something more profound than trendy kid stuff.” www.bloodhoneylit.com/wander-lines...
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an aisthesis of their own — Blood+Honey
by Michael Templeton “I think the fact that young people are looking at each other online and describing what they see as aesthetic involves something more profound than trendy kid stuff.”
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Blood+Honey @bloodhoneylit.bsky.social · 12/05/2026
Poem "Overripe Banana" by Philip Venzke “…that overly extended siren wail / was so loud it woke up the over-ripe banana /hibernating on a cigarette encrusted sidewalk.” www.bloodhoneylit.com/poetry/overr...
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overripe banana — Blood+Honey
by Philip Venzke “…that overly extended siren wail / was so loud it woke up the over-ripe banana /hibernating on a cigarette encrusted sidewalk.”
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Blood+Honey @bloodhoneylit.bsky.social · 11/05/2026
Poem "Football Is a Game that Happens in America" by Writer-in-Residence Marty Shambles @martyshambles.bsky.social “the last time the / cowboys won the / superbowl i ate the pâté / thinking it was chicken / salad and it was disgusting.” www.bloodhoneylit.com/marty-shambl...
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football is a game that happens in america — Blood+Honey
by Marty Shambles “the last time the / cowboys won the / superbowl i ate the pâté / thinking it was chicken / salad and it was disgusting.”
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Blood+Honey @bloodhoneylit.bsky.social · 11/05/2026
CNF "Our Last Goodnight" by Honor Teoudoussia “Now, she is tired of his attention. And his crises, and his ADHD, and his PTSD, and his weed smoking. Tired of all the attention on him.” www.bloodhoneylit.com/cnf/our-last...
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our last goodnight — Blood+Honey
by Honor Teoudoussia “Now, she is tired of his attention. And his crises, and his ADHD, and his PTSD, and his weed smoking. Tired of all the attention on him.”
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Blood+Honey @bloodhoneylit.bsky.social · 11/05/2026
"Five Poems" by Frank Haberle “Come, children, the man standing on a box / In the center of the bridge yelled to us, / In Shakespeare. Let us shut up this box / And put away these puppets, for our play / Has been played.” www.bloodhoneylit.com/poetry/haber...
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five poems — Blood+Honey
by Frank Haberle “ Come, children, the man standing on a box / In the center of the bridge yelled to us, / In Shakespeare. Let us shut up this box / And put away these puppets, for our play / Has ...
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Blood+Honey @bloodhoneylit.bsky.social · 10/05/2026
Golden Shovel Poem "Out of the Womb" by Jordan Trethewey @jordan-trethewey.bsky.social (from the serialized chapbook There Is More) “True love is something / that cannot be found… / …Do not go looking.” www.bloodhoneylit.com/jordan-treth...
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out of the womb — Blood+Honey
Golden Shovel Poem by Jordan Trethewey (from the serialized chapbook There Is More ) “True love is something / that cannot be found… / …Do not go looking.”
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Blood+Honey @bloodhoneylit.bsky.social · 10/05/2026
CNF "The Jockey" by Monique Quintana “The rose garden is dead but not dying....I am lounging on a rock path, and it looks like I am giving birth to one straggling rose.” www.bloodhoneylit.com/cnf/the-jockey
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the jockey — Blood+Honey
by Monique Quintana “The rose garden is dead but not dying. I prop my phone on steps and pillars to take thirst-trap pictures I can pepper my Instagram feed with. In one picture, I am lounging on a ...
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Blood+Honey @bloodhoneylit.bsky.social · 10/05/2026
Micro-fiction "Flowers" by X.C. Atkins “I’d dump them into the lake just out of town, as usual. I sawed them into manageable pieces, listening to the Cocteau Twins.” www.bloodhoneylit.com/fiction/flow...
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flowers — Blood+Honey
by X.C. Atkins “I’d dump them into the lake just out of town, as usual. I sawed them into manageable pieces, listening to the Cocteau Twins.”
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Blood+Honey @bloodhoneylit.bsky.social · 10/05/2026
Fiction "Back in the City" by Brian Washines “I took the radio out onto the balcony and tossed it. When it hit the parking lot it went into what appeared to be three separate pieces. Someone in one of the other apartments across the street laughed.” www.bloodhoneylit.com/fiction/back...
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back in the city — Blood+Honey
by Brian Washines “I took the radio out onto the balcony and tossed it. When it hit the parking lot it went into what appeared to be three separate pieces. Someone in one of the other apartments acr...
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Blood+Honey @bloodhoneylit.bsky.social · 10/05/2026
Micro-fiction "We Dance the Hula at the Hotel Luau" by Melissa Llanes Brownlee “and we dance the hula and we dance the hula and we don’t tell our stories not the ones you want to know…” www.bloodhoneylit.com/fiction/we-d...
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we dance the hula at the hotel luau — Blood+Honey
by Melissa Llanes Brownlee “and we dance the hula and we dance the hula and we don’t tell our stories not the ones you want to know…”
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