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Monthly Archives: September 2024

Box Boy, Boil Boy

I left the realm of snow and ice the second time, returned to the forest around Brisbane and followed Dr. Mizto by the odor of brimstone

Posted byjordynsaelorSeptember 28, 2024Posted inLandscape of a Heart, poetryTags:demon, doctor, fantasy, free form poem, poem, poet, poetry, protest, questionnaire, riot, short story, witch, writingLeave a comment on Box Boy, Boil Boy

Oof (the book struggles)

This fancy book is available October 2nd (next Wednesday…that’s less than a week away, eeka yikes it’s happening). At least, it’s available in ebook. I was also hoping to have a print version available

Posted byjordynsaelorSeptember 26, 2024Posted inblog, Graveyard of LullabiesTags:blog, book, edit, fantasy, novel, october, poem, poet, print, publishing, short story, witch, writingLeave a comment on Oof (the book struggles)

Boulders and Bars

Never trust an old man who wants to buy you a drink; that’s what your Dada always said when we went out for the night and you were like–yeah Dad

Posted byjordynsaelorSeptember 24, 2024September 24, 2024Posted inLandscape of a Heart, poetryTags:dad, family, fantasy, fate, free form poem, nature, poem, poet, poetry, short story, time, witch, writingLeave a comment on Boulders and Bars

Bruises and Balms

Never trust a gift from a demon, even an old teacher, cuz they’ll do silly things like that, not realizing your head can’t hold up a demon’s weight crawling into space.

Posted byjordynsaelorSeptember 21, 2024Posted inLandscape of a Heart, poetryTags:demon, fantasy, guilt, imagination, nature, poem, poet, poetry, portal fantasy, short story, winter, witch, writingLeave a comment on Bruises and Balms

18- Brises and Banes

If the people from the time I was born heard me refer to their Brisbane city (that might not actually be their city) as “Brises and Banes” do you think they’d throw a hissy fit?

Posted byjordynsaelorSeptember 19, 2024Posted inLandscape of a Heart, poetryTags:apocalypse, book, cancel culture, free form poetry, poem, poet, poetry, protest, queen, riot, short story, witch, writingLeave a comment on 18- Brises and Banes

Ruin it all

Dr. Mizto came one day. The army tried fighting them and wound up wounded by their poison tongue and weight, but some doctors

Posted byjordynsaelorSeptember 17, 2024Posted inLandscape of a Heart, poetryTags:apocalypse, book, cross, expedition, fantasy, free form poetry, poem, poet, poetry, protest, ruin, short story, writingLeave a comment on Ruin it all

Saviors

The army got its start as a branch of the police; they trained for years just to parade through

Posted byjordynsaelorSeptember 14, 2024September 14, 2024Posted inLandscape of a Heart, poetryTags:army, fantasy, free form poem, hero, nature, poem, poet, poetry, police, rhyme poem, ruin, short story, writingLeave a comment on Saviors

Descend/Deserve & Brainwash

Drug me and put me in a uniform, Your Honor, make me your sorry slave. They do so much for me, don’t they?

Posted byjordynsaelorSeptember 12, 2024Posted inLandscape of a Heart, poetryTags:apocalypse, emotion, free form poetry, new book, novel, parasocial, poem, poet, poetry, short story, truth and lies, witch, writingLeave a comment on Descend/Deserve & Brainwash

17- have it all

On Monday, my servants bring me platters of fruit. On Tuesday, they pour me rich rose baths. On Wednesday, I give a speech from the rooftops and bestow

Posted byjordynsaelorSeptember 10, 2024Posted inLandscape of a Heart, poetryTags:fantasy, free form poetry, karma, new book, novel, poem, poet, poetry, queen, short story, weekly goals, witch, writingLeave a comment on 17- have it all

Restore/Reorder

I’ve figured me out: I do something stupid or nasty then I feel bad. Then I punish myself. Like, I exiled you. Now I write letters to you

Posted byjordynsaelorSeptember 7, 2024Posted inLandscape of a Heart, poetryTags:apocalypse, fantasy, free form poetry, magic, nature, poem, poet, poetry, pride, shame, short story, witch, writingLeave a comment on Restore/Reorder

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