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Emma Kent-Abate 🌱
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a troubadour of sorts. stories in underbelly press, necksnap mag, and folklore review
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is it too late to say that my short story collection CURATORS OF ABSENCE came out this summer??
my chapbook, CURATORS OF ABSENCE, with a cyanotype blue cover, being held with a shipyard in the background
October 1, 2025 at 4:06 PM
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and of course, my playlist of songs referenced in the piece, which I’ve been meaning to share for a while
“Coyote” by Joni Mitchell “Werewolves of London” by Warren Zevon “The Boxer” by Paul Simon, Jerry Douglas, and Mumford & Sons “Clocks and Spoons” by John Prine
January 25, 2025 at 5:21 PM
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a snippet from my surrealist flash fiction “coyote boy,” out now in @underbellypress.bsky.social
You're a long way from London, you tell him. Cut the shit, he responds without pause. He roots through your center console, chipped nails clattering against the cracked plastic covers of CDs. Garbage, he says, just bluegrass. He presses a button so the stereo spits out your Jerry Douglas and returns to searching for a replacement. John Prine. Figures, a monster like him would try to find the empathy of a wordsmith. At least you like to sing along to the B side. You laugh offbeat, he tells you, you sound like a dying horse. I'll throw you outta this damn car, you say. The deer can eat you raw. I'm not afraid of long legged lawnmowers, he says. I'm at the top of the food chain. He shines his bright teeth at you and suddenly you understand why Prine promised to shoot the moon right between the eyes
January 25, 2025 at 5:21 PM
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a longer snippet from my What Moves the Dead x Wuthering Heights project!! 🐝🕯️☕️
“Graham paused in the middle of the corridor, his gaze set on the wall. For a moment, I thought he was analyzing the fading wallpaper, until I saw the pale leaves of the floral pattern begin to move. ​ “Graham slammed his palm against the wall, creating a resounding thwack that echoed down the hallway, rattling the portrait frames and making me jump. I inched closer, noticing half a dozen honeybees climbing up the wall, clinging to paper daisies as if they were made of real petals. “‘Damned things,’ said Graham, rubbing the exoskeleton residue from his fingers. ‘I’m afraid our home may be infested with them.’”
November 30, 2024 at 4:07 PM
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I made a moodboard for this project (What Moves the Dead x Wuthering Heights) because why not?

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A 3x3 moodboard featuring (left to right, top to bottom): a warm cup of tea, a spooky graveyard, a young woman walking with a candle, a figure overlooking a gothic house, the quote “I’m afraid you have found refuge in the wrong house, Miss Beatrice.”, two figures walking through a bleak landscape, a bee before a mirror, a large house on a dark hillside.
November 27, 2024 at 5:44 PM