What a gorgeous cover, I bet there will be some really great stories in here... 👀
Ollie Swasey
@olliews.bsky.social
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Boston-based writer. They/them. Fiction appears in Olit Magazine, God's Cruel Joke, Bewildering Stories, forthcoming in The Colored Lens. Tumblr: metaphorfordeath.tumblr.com
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Poem for my Empire
I am learning how to be weakness leaving the body.
I am licking citric atlas critic acid off my fingers.
Every day is keep doing my tasks keep reminding and head down.
Nobody minds the back kept slant until straight again.
My name are looking for rooms among all the names the
all the other names.
My Sarah looking for its girl among its mother.
A name is looking for more cells to burn.
I am learning to learn appropriating the hurts of others
Is the wrong kind of sorrow.
Doesn’t suit this age of me.
Doesn’t suit this plane of me, too flat, too full,
Too echoes.
I have viewed suffering as a sign of power. Why
Am I suffering at the edge of submission?
I just encountered a sharp ugly comfort
But it was not the product of my mind.
It is hard to want to die when everything is wanting to die
and hard to live.](https://cdn.bsky.app/img/feed_thumbnail/plain/did:plc:wlbyv24eqxsu5v2toxo2ryjv/bafkreibyz5ue4conzvmm27nddcjrixqwen64mp7xe2iwhmigjroezmuwiy)
