2022 Poem Sixteen

I Have Made Mistake But You Weren’t One   Every scroll through my camera roll shows me that stark amber circle hugging hazel eyes barely clinging to life. Every photo is full of mossy greens, grey blues that rival the North Atlantic, and honey browns….

2022 Poem Ten

CW: Eugenics, June 2022 current events but not named specifically   Catching up on the news means: relearning that justice doesn’t exist and that people don’t learn. I was born to be: a canary in a coal mine; the PSA on who you aren’t supposed…

2022 Introduction

Hello everyone! I’m River (they/it) and I’m from the rural reaches of Maine. I’m a queer, cripple, mad, anarchist writer whose work is heavily influenced by those identities. Namely, I write poetry but flash and short stories also happen from time to time. I spent…