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Trying to post more to my website in the next year. Feel free to give it a browse! trentmcmahon.com 🩵
Why do we make a distinction between “awhile” and “a while?” I’m going to use the former almost every time without fail. #badhabits
March 15, 2025 at 8:17 PM
Why do we make a distinction between “awhile” and “a while?” I’m going to use the former almost every time without fail. #badhabits
Counting down until Saturday morning, when I will wake early, head out, and hopefully get a ton of writing done. #amwriting #writingcommunity #WIPcity
February 27, 2025 at 9:00 PM
Counting down until Saturday morning, when I will wake early, head out, and hopefully get a ton of writing done. #amwriting #writingcommunity #WIPcity
This is a poem I wrote in honor of a closing February.
CW: suicide
CW: suicide
Motorcrash.mp3
This is such a February poem. I cannot.
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February 27, 2025 at 5:23 PM
This is a poem I wrote in honor of a closing February.
CW: suicide
CW: suicide
Flash fiction and photo by yours truly. I wrote this story some time ago while reminiscing about an old mansion in my hometown that they converted to an antiques store. The photo is from that store, long since closed.
Everything Must Go
Everything must go. Some things should stay.
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February 19, 2025 at 11:16 PM
Flash fiction and photo by yours truly. I wrote this story some time ago while reminiscing about an old mansion in my hometown that they converted to an antiques store. The photo is from that store, long since closed.
A tale of three friends spending their summer together in a small Iowa town before returning to college. Nostalgic in all the right ways, especially if you grew up in the early 00s.
Amish Tracks (Part 1)
A tale of three friends spending their summer together in a small Iowa town before returning to college. Nostalgic in all the right ways, especially if you grew up in the early 00s.
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February 13, 2025 at 4:28 PM
A tale of three friends spending their summer together in a small Iowa town before returning to college. Nostalgic in all the right ways, especially if you grew up in the early 00s.
Loss, sorrow, hope, and renewal, all through the eyes of a lone little squirrel. ;)
Ode to Flying Squirrel
Loss, sorrow, hope, and renewal, all through the eyes of a lone little squirrel.
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February 6, 2025 at 2:50 PM
Loss, sorrow, hope, and renewal, all through the eyes of a lone little squirrel. ;)
I hate when I open an unfinished piece of my writing I haven't touched in a while and have no idea what I was going for. I need to get better at outlining before I start writing... #amwriting #writersofbluesky
January 31, 2025 at 2:44 PM
I hate when I open an unfinished piece of my writing I haven't touched in a while and have no idea what I was going for. I need to get better at outlining before I start writing... #amwriting #writersofbluesky
Here’s what I’ve got lined up for February reads. Clearly escapism is the life for me. What’s everyone else reading? #amreading #amwriting #writersofbluesky #readersofbluesky
January 30, 2025 at 7:54 PM
Here’s what I’ve got lined up for February reads. Clearly escapism is the life for me. What’s everyone else reading? #amreading #amwriting #writersofbluesky #readersofbluesky
A poem about that first date feeling
March, German Village
That first date feeling.
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January 30, 2025 at 4:39 PM
A poem about that first date feeling
This one is a little personal. And a little spicy. And a little sad. What a combo...
No More Quiet Rooms
This one's personal.
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January 22, 2025 at 3:03 PM
This one is a little personal. And a little spicy. And a little sad. What a combo...
I just wrote a completely cute poem in rhyming couplets. When's the last time you wrote in verse? I didn't realized I missed it so much. #amwriting #poetry #writersofbluesky
January 21, 2025 at 11:34 PM
I just wrote a completely cute poem in rhyming couplets. When's the last time you wrote in verse? I didn't realized I missed it so much. #amwriting #poetry #writersofbluesky
Rumspringa
Returning home, you remember why you left.
Returning home, you remember why you left.
Rumspringa
Returning home, you remember why you left.
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January 17, 2025 at 3:11 PM
Rumspringa
Returning home, you remember why you left.
Returning home, you remember why you left.
Who else likes to revise their work in bed, on paper, with a glass of red wine? #amwriting #amrevising #amdrinking
January 9, 2025 at 11:42 PM
Who else likes to revise their work in bed, on paper, with a glass of red wine? #amwriting #amrevising #amdrinking
Listened to “Perverts” last night and was able to put a wrap on a short story I’ve been working on. I’m already known as a horror writer in my workshop group. Ethel Cain’s new album isn’t gonna help that reputation, lol. #amwriting #writer
January 9, 2025 at 5:55 PM
Listened to “Perverts” last night and was able to put a wrap on a short story I’ve been working on. I’m already known as a horror writer in my workshop group. Ethel Cain’s new album isn’t gonna help that reputation, lol. #amwriting #writer
The Best of Friends
The best of friends are learning about themselves ;)
The best of friends are learning about themselves ;)
The Best of Friends
The best of friends are learning about themselves ;)
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January 9, 2025 at 3:02 PM
The Best of Friends
The best of friends are learning about themselves ;)
The best of friends are learning about themselves ;)
My British drag name: Claudia Cream (Clotted Ya Cream). What’s yours?
January 6, 2025 at 1:37 PM
My British drag name: Claudia Cream (Clotted Ya Cream). What’s yours?
Does anyone else read books from the library and then purchase the ones you like from a bookstore afterward? I’ve been doing that lately and just realized it may be considered odd to some. #reader
January 5, 2025 at 7:07 PM
Does anyone else read books from the library and then purchase the ones you like from a bookstore afterward? I’ve been doing that lately and just realized it may be considered odd to some. #reader
A poem about a dead worm. Complex, but not. Poem 1 in a project I hope to work on in 2025.
Dead Worm on the Basement Floor
Silurian conduitBraiding the soilSightless, unseen It would not know “light”But wonders— What of this strange fractureThis slight warmthWhat is beyond it? An “un-earthing” occursOr “ex-earthing” or “in-airing” The nomenclature of inversion In that moment, the worm learns that“Lost” is a loneliness It must learn theseTruths quicker than usIts timeline torn, uncertain…
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January 3, 2025 at 5:46 PM
A poem about a dead worm. Complex, but not. Poem 1 in a project I hope to work on in 2025.
Went to the mall and spent $90 on jeans I’m not totally in love with. Then went to goodwill and found the exact pair I was looking for for $6. Gah. Thank god for returns.
December 14, 2024 at 1:56 AM
Went to the mall and spent $90 on jeans I’m not totally in love with. Then went to goodwill and found the exact pair I was looking for for $6. Gah. Thank god for returns.
Trying to post more to my website in the next year. Feel free to give it a browse! trentmcmahon.com 🩵
December 5, 2024 at 5:41 PM
Trying to post more to my website in the next year. Feel free to give it a browse! trentmcmahon.com 🩵
ancient poem that returned to me
[Memorystone]
School children littered the asphalt, weaving through aslalom of orange and yellow traffic cones, but there beneath the calming shadow of the play-ground oasis elder, sat a boy made of glass. He wore a semicircle smile and hand-me-downs found at the bottom of a garage sale free bin; in his hand, clutched like the innocence of spring, a…
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December 5, 2024 at 2:17 PM
ancient poem that returned to me