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Re: - Queen Mob's Tea House

Posted on 15th Aug 2019

... there is so much that is wrong with this, and your thought processes. i'll pray for you.

so much of this is completely incorrect and insane.

Re: MISFIT DOC: Remembering Eric Botting - Queen Mob's Tea House

Posted on 26th Jul 2019

Love it, takes bites out of unthinking populist culture

Re: FICTION: The Reasons Why I Love You - Queen Mob's Tea House

Posted on 15th Jul 2019

First I read this as a love poem / letter. It put me in mind of the Doris Kareva poem:
"And I love you
because I love you.
Why even meet -
you are mere air to me.
There everywhere."
('Days of Grace', Bloodaxe, 2018)
Then my eye fell on the title again. 'Fiction' tucks in neatly at the beginning and seems to be part of or to participate in the title, making my second reading of this piece as of an ode to fiction, to the muse.
Much to muse on and marvel at here ...

Re: FICTION: The Emerging Artist - Queen Mob's Tea House

Posted on 4th Jul 2019

Best shit ending I’ve ever read!

Re: LGBTQ-Friendly Graduate Programs in Creative Writing - Queen Mob's Tea House

Posted on 21st Jun 2019

Thank you for sharing this list! It's been extremely helpful in my MFA search. Do you happen to know of any programs abroad in Europe that would be LGBT+ friendly? I'm finding it extremely difficult to track down any information on them. Thank you!

Notes on Aigerim Tazhi’s “Paper-Thin Skin”

FICTION: Summer Love

SATIRE: This Grocery Store Will Save Your Life

Interview: Sivakami Velliangiri

Poems: Simone Liggins

A People’s Guide to Podracing

MISFIT DOC: This is Really Happening

FICTION: Gold Ring Buried Deep

(Not) My Writing Desk

Vlad Interviews: Russell Jaffe

Poems: Cameron Morse

FICTION: Tooth and Nail

SATIRE: The Story of the Three Little Pigs & The Big, Bad Buzzcut-Loving Agenda

Internal Sobriety Monologue #4

Hey there, Chappie!

Hey there, Chappie!

FICTION: Mikes

Poems: Bradley J. Fest

Guilty As Fuck: A Catalogue of Sins in the 21st Century

In defense of stupidity — on love & marriage

FICTION: Creases and the Crescent Moon