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MaxMagenta
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Writer of words; probably doing this all wrong.

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MaxMagenta @realmaxmagenta.bsky.social · 20d
I'm still putting the final touches on this, but I wanted to share the cover art. Tentative release date is Black Friday, 2025!

#inspiration #Writing #WriterCommunity
#PoetryCommunity #Poem #poetrysky
#poetry #firstlook #comingsoon #lonelywritersclubnw
An image of someone sewing up their heart with needle and thread. An extension of the metaphor of 'healing ones heart' after a traumatic emotional experience.
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Remembering Judith and the time she taught me how to make tortillas.

#writingprompt #inspiration
#PoetryCommunity
#Poem #poetrysky
#poetry #prompt #mpprompt
#tortillapress #burned
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tortilla press you shouldnt cry over a charred tortilla made simply from water and masa harina and a touch of salt from a single pale tear of remembrance dripping from the tip of your nose you always burn the first one you know.
November 22, 2025 at 5:58 PM
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Never did find a place for these two small stanzas. Perhaps they'll like living within this micropoetry thing.

#weirdshit #writers #authors #poets #poetry #micropoetry #lonelywritersclubnw
you said i grew on you like a hakkaido fungus i said i'm stuck on you like Niigata sushi rice
November 22, 2025 at 8:17 AM
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Reminder: my first poetry book drops NEXT WEEK!

It's called "Stupid Little Love Poems," a 22 poem collection about the before, during, and after that love gives us all. Cant wait to share it!

[bonus alt cover]

#PoetryCommunity #Poem #poetrysky
#poetry #firstlook #comingsoon #lonelywritersclubnw
November 20, 2025 at 5:55 PM
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How do you let something go that has kept your space illuminated for so long?

Easy, you just open your hands and let it fall.

#writingcommunity #writing
#poetrycommunity #poetry #blueskypoetry
#Emoetry #casual #finalé
finalé my softly spoken suggestion left her furious for being so positively casual as i insinuated that she didnt need me any longer i only said it because well... she didnt i watched with tender resignation as she gathered up all her baubles and trinkets and all those unmomentous lovely things that connected us and slowly walked out the door i smiled through the tears and wondered how my tomorrow would look without her illumination i stood in the now darkend doorway for a long time and watched her light fade in the distance i sighed and closed the door on us.
November 19, 2025 at 9:59 PM
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“… waiting for bone to mesh …”

#typewriter #poetry
I don't actually sleep When I close my eyes, But I still dream of you. It's an ache That never dulls, Like an unprotected fracture That never really heals - I'm still broken, Waiting for bone to mesh. November 16, 2025
November 17, 2025 at 5:28 AM
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Create a fake band name using two Seinfeld related words.

Not exactly two, but close enough.
ANTI-DENTITE
November 16, 2025 at 5:44 AM
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#writingcommunity #writing
#poetrycommunity #poetry
#Emoetry #unbearable #practice
#sufferforyourart #wordsarehardsometimes
practice failure has a rhythm just like success only darker and sharper i know it well honed and stropped and cutting me to the bone it is ungainly and unbearable and entirely necessary.
November 15, 2025 at 3:15 PM
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#writingprompt #inspiration
#Writing #WriterCommunity
#PoetryCommunity
#Poem #poetrysky
#poetry #prompt #mpprompt
#shorteststraw #ikeepdreamingofher #aubade
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the shortest straw (an aubade) we grasp at straws in dreams the shortest selected and nearest to wakefulness; recalling the substance of sincere light through polarized glass the sunrise beams breaking apart against her supple velvet cinnamon legs wrapped around my waist as we greet the morning with our own lovely sinful rising where tongues taste each others wakeful moods and gripping tension is released within the satin folds of sleeps edge for a brief moment i live within the smudged corners of that dreaming bliss then fully waking with a start to a mostly darkened room, sharpening with the dawn the birds outside chirp and mock as the solitary sun peeks through the cracks in the blinds he is my biographer and my only companion, save for the shortest straw, clutched.
November 10, 2025 at 8:35 PM
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I had such a blast today - Can't wait for the next one!

#chicagometro #chicago #writers #authors #poets #poetry #lonelywritersclubnw
lonelywritersclub.bsky.social LonelyWritersClub (ChiMetroNW) @lonelywritersclub.bsky.social · 14d
Slamshop #1 is in the can! We had such a great time today connecting with new voices and catching up with familiar faces-We can't wait to see your fantastic words in the Winter edition of the zine!

#chicagometro #chicago #writers #authors #poets #poetry #lonelywritersclubnw
November 9, 2025 at 1:09 AM
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#writingcommunity #writing
#poetrycommunity #poetry
#Emoetry #marvelous #carousel
#woodenhorses #chaos
wooden horses soft eyes marvelous and gentle looking past the rough corners torn edges the scrape marks deeply gouged to see the tender boy wrapped in chaos still intact and ready for the next go round.
November 7, 2025 at 7:47 PM
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#writingprompt #inspiration
#Writing #WriterCommunity
#PoetryCommunity
#Poem #poetrysky
#poetry #prompt #mpprompt
#oldmanwinter #naturesway #cycleofseasons
@malformed-poetry.bsky.social
lament i greeted old man winter his arrival heralded; both baleful and morose with grays and stark nothingness he touched the ground arrested the fecundity and left me desperate and wonton for the green of my youth now lost beneath his frost-covered hands "why?" i lamented "why must we grow old and frail?" winters eyes softened and he looked as if he were a father speaking a great truth to his wayward son "tis natures way, my child of adam" and would say nothing else instead he took me in his arms and together we waited quiet and long for the release of spring to arrive.
November 6, 2025 at 5:59 PM
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"Where they burn books, they will ultimately burn people too.”
~Heinrich Heine

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A child puts a book into a small metal dumpster with the sign on it "little free book burning", a fire is contained within it. [image: IG @no_commercial_value]
November 6, 2025 at 5:33 PM
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#Writing #WriterCommunity
#PoetryCommunity #Poem
#poetrysky #poetry
#prompt140
#SenseWrds
#nightsjar #quietude
resilient
glowing
moonrise
evocation cool light spilled from the lip of nights jar i inhale the scent of shadows as her eye reaches its midnight zenith my bed feels frigid and biting yet i carry those moments a broken horse of a man soldiering on towards the edge of daybreak.
November 4, 2025 at 5:26 PM
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@chrispiascik.bsky.social Did a great video about the 1-page zine. You should watch it!

www.youtube.com/watch?v=llhM...

#zine #DIY #punkrock #illustration #art #artsky
The Easiest 1-Page Zine You Can Make
YouTube video by Chris Piascik
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November 4, 2025 at 4:30 PM
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#writingcommunity #writing
#poetrycommunity #poetry
#Emoetry #groped #sevenminutesinheaven
seven minutes (in heaven) when we kissed that day i felt it was still too soon but my hands loved her warm curves pressed against me groped in the dark my teeth against her tongue her tongue against my teeth feeling her breath in my mouth counting down the seconds of a lifetime shared in seven minutes.
November 3, 2025 at 9:30 PM
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I've been working on this off and on (mostly off) for 3 or 4 weeks. I think it finally feels done. Mostly composed in MS Paint, with a few after effects/added text in Canva.

"smoke break"
digital collage, 2025.

#digitalcollage #collage #artsky #art
#collageart #surrealism
A young woman stands on her balcony having a cigarette, when outside there is a mushroom cloud in a cemetery, with doves flying away. Below her scrawled on the wall is the phrase "no justice, no peace".
November 3, 2025 at 8:15 PM
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What a lovely idea. One of mine from a while ago (a slightly different version than the first time I shared it).

#poetry #sunday #poetrysky #smallpoemsunday
@tomsnarsky.bsky.social
cerulean luna everyone knows that the moon is made of blue gelatin like the mediterranean at night we launch our rockets at it and they bounce and come back we try to catch them with our bare hands through the ripples they make in the tides.
November 2, 2025 at 7:13 PM
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I'm still putting the final touches on this, but I wanted to share the cover art. Tentative release date is Black Friday, 2025!

#inspiration #Writing #WriterCommunity
#PoetryCommunity #Poem #poetrysky
#poetry #firstlook #comingsoon #lonelywritersclubnw
An image of someone sewing up their heart with needle and thread. An extension of the metaphor of 'healing ones heart' after a traumatic emotional experience.
November 2, 2025 at 4:58 PM
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Fun with black metal...

#Writing #WriterCommunity
#micropoetry #senryu
#PoetryCommunity
#Poem #poetrysky
#blackened #corpsepaint #blackmetal
#lonelywritersclubnw
june nordic forests i am death fucking metal in blackened short sleeves
October 29, 2025 at 4:26 PM
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New business cards came in!

Weird? Yes.

Do I love them even moreso due to the aforementioned weirdness?

Also yes.

#lonelywritersclubnw #businesscards #hypetrain
October 28, 2025 at 6:54 PM
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#poetrycommunity #poetry
#Emoetry #absorbed
#thepenismightierthan
mighty the ink absorbed slowly through the cotton paper leaving the table underneath stained with various hues of leaking copper from my literary veins.
October 27, 2025 at 4:54 PM
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#writingprompt #inspiration
#Writing #WriterCommunity
#PoetryCommunity
#Poem #poetrysky
#poetry #prompt #mpprompt
#houseofflies #lyingbeautifulmouth
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f-lies a fly on the wall hearing your voice tell him things that i thought you only said to me kneeling before god with such purpose such determination to claim what a hoard of flies called their own a bloated carcass of nothing but your own stinking lies.
October 27, 2025 at 5:22 AM
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#Writing #WriterCommunity
#PoetryCommunity #Poem
#poetrysky #poetry
#prompt133
#SenseWrds
#absolutepower #darkobelisk #prose

stark
obsidian
endearing
The Monument Coming up over the rise, we finally saw it: the black glass obelisk jutted from the ground like a rotten tooth lodged into the mouth of this world. It felt wrong. Greasy oppressive energy radiated outwards in all directions and my companions and I struggled to keep from wretching with every step closer to this abomination. Even the vacant dark silica that stretched outward from it, surreal in both the depth of color and the sound it made when walked upon, seemed to be warning us to turn upon our heels and run. Yet, now close to the structure, there was a seed in the back corners of each of our minds that recognized the dark power, and grew each moment in proximity to it. Each would surely be tempted as I was, turning covetous in the desire for that rawness; that promise of potent force. Later, their screams of desire and betrayal would accompany the enveloping arms of my surreptitious blade, now openly wielded against them. Gods be damned, I would have this power for my own.
October 23, 2025 at 2:55 PM
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Inspired by the Hoffman Estates Zinefest I attended this past weekend, I put together a zine myself! It's called "Eyesore", which highlights 6 haiku that I wrote with the common subject matter of eyes, fun little project. Can't wait to do a few more!

#zine #eyes #lonelywritersclubnw #maxmagenta
Small zine called "Eyesore", with lighter for scale. Two haiku from the microzine called "Eyesore", by Max Magenta.
October 23, 2025 at 3:30 AM
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My latest, as seen in the newest edition of Audience Askew Lit Journal (Nat 1 Publishing), Volume 4, Issue 2, Autumn 2025. Also sharing the art piece that the journal paired it with, by Pia Quintano.

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#poetry #lonelywritersclubnw
Seen More Than Known, by Pia Quintano. Acrylic on canvas, 2006. night blindness 'it makes noises not unlike a woman' she oddly said to herself in third person her wine coated breath and vague accent slid off my cheeks like perfumed persian oil as her iridescent blade danced three centimeters away from my left eye 'i sometimes taste of nightshade' i confess without prompting and inbetween heavy breaths she smiles and wedges her ego into my karma like a piton manhandled into a rocky outcropping on the dark side of the moon 'it has such a pretty tongue, it would be a shame...' she looks more and more like a cat im frozen (oh god) im frozen
October 21, 2025 at 8:56 PM