If I remember correctly, this was the first of the poems I wrote with the intent of using the number sequence as a through line. I wrote Anxiety, which will be out later today, first, but there it was, well, what am I saying, you can read a ramble about that poem in like an hour and some.
Today’s poems are probably the most or second most un-subtle ones when it comes to my silly numerical theming. Best of luck!
How do they keep getting away with this?!
User Not Found is the story of a useless lesbian in a hopeless world carving out a little bit of hope, not just for themselves, but for all ‘transgressives’ by Dani Finn.
Dani has this peculiar ability to paint vibrant and morbid canvases with their words, then has the fucking gall to leave me feeling hopeful
Note to self: don't soft announce a silly pride project, a poetry project, AND let the Steam Next Fest consume your brain all at once.
The Mermaid from Frigid Harbor scratches my Dresden Files itch; replacing the chauvinism with lesbians, an adhd monsterfuckee, and a dapper sea otter.
In other words, it was made for me.
Jade Evergreen and the Perils of Polybius is a fun, hopeful love letter to the girlhood denied many trans women. It's $2. Get it or risk being hit by a van.
