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Dr Sweet Machine
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Supernova with human skin. Author of We the Destroyers & Borrowing Your Body (Riot in Your Throat) & All Sex and No Story (Rabbit Catastrophe). she/her. http://linktr.ee/laurapassin
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"Inheritance," from my brand-new book We the Destroyers, available 10/1 from Riot in Your Throat: riotinyourthroat.com/product/we-t...

#smallpoemsunday
INHERITANCE The family tree in an alphabet I can’t read because my great- grandfather lived to lose his god and I was given to another. A palimpsest of dangerous genes. An eyeblink of a memory of snow, the lake, the star-strewn lake, oh, the lake in the snow.
September 28, 2025 at 3:08 PM
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Denver folks! I'm going to be reading from my new book, WE THE DESTROYERS, on 9/20! It will in support of my friend Chad Heltzel's brand-new book. See details below!
September 12, 2025 at 4:06 PM
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I love #smallpoemsunday! Here's one that appears in my forthcoming book, We the Destroyers: "10,000 Feet Above Sea Level," originally published in @moistpoetryjournal.bsky.social.
10,000 Feet Above Sea Level by Laura Passin A hummingbird hangs like a drone, tries to sip nectar from my breasts. My father told me he and my mother, three marriages ago, camped in this same park, breathing each other inside the thin sky. Sometimes you are the flower. Sometimes you are the elegy yourself. Sometimes you are the elsewhere, the seas, ineluctably rising.
July 6, 2025 at 3:39 PM
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Riot in Your Throat is having a book sale in honor of #TheSealeyChallenge! All books from the press are $10 through July, including BORROWING YOUR BODY & WE THE DESTROYERS (available this fall). Check it out--and get some books by my fabulous pressmates!

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Promotional graphic with the Riot in Your Throat press logo and the text "Sealey Challenge Book Sale, All Titles $10" Graphic with book covers of Borrowing Your Body and We the Destroyers by Laura Passin. The words "Sealey Challenge Book Sale, $10" appear above and below the book covers. Text on the side says "NOTE: We the Destroyers will not ship until late September"
July 6, 2025 at 3:20 PM
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My book, Borrowing Your Body, is still on holiday sale for another week--as are all the books at Riot in Your Throat press!

#PoetrySky

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Purple promotional graphic with Riot in Your Throat logo. Promo text says "1 Week Remaining to snag EVERY RIYT book for only $10!"
December 7, 2024 at 10:46 PM
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Which law enforcement agency should I expect to arrest me with this one
Book cover of "Science Fiction: A Very Short Introduction" by David Seed
May 17, 2024 at 2:09 PM
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Every Chotining is a Greek tragedy
Tweet by @hamnox that reads: RIP to everyone killed by the gods for their hubris but im different. And better. Maybe even better than the gods
April 30, 2024 at 2:18 PM
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Thrilled to have my little love poem, "If the Sun Explodes We Will Not Know for Eight Minutes," in the Queer Environment special issue of @moistpoetryjournal.bsky.social !

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List of author names on greenish blue background, with "Queer Environment" on the side
September 8, 2023 at 7:07 PM
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In case you didn't see it elsewhere, my new poem "This Regularly Happens" appears in RHINO 2023! Very honored to have this one in the world
This Regularly Happens after The Onion headline “'No Way To Prevent This,' Says Only Nation Where This Regularly Happens” During the lockdown drill I forget to wait for the code word that means ALL CLEAR is real and not part of the disaster, an easy trick learned by everyone who grew up with active shooter drills, which is to say: everyone younger than me. I let the students start talking again, their nervous energy visible like motion lines in the manga my white friends read in high school and then the loudspeaker speaks the code I’d forgotten. The students stop dead, look at me with unsimulated fear: I had made a mistake. Twenty years ago I was in college, waiting for CNN’s video to buffer because the whole world was watching the Columbine kids climb out their windows, drop God knows how far to the ground. I still can’t breathe when I remember the arm in the window frame letting go of the arm dangling below. Thirty years ago my mother quit teaching when a boy punched her in the face. She tried to break up a fight, became the fight instead. She walked out and never walked in again. I look back in my students’ faces, their freckled worries fighting their impossible youth, say something like Good, that was the real ALL CLEAR, if this weren’t a drill… and try not to show in my body what I see in my mind: their bodies, the gun, my foolish hand still opening the door.
July 24, 2023 at 5:27 PM