Challenge
Querencia Press Submission
Querencia is going to be opening submissions for our unthemed Spring anthology soon, and I wanted to give Prosers the first chance to send me some work again. We accept poetry, fiction, cnf, & hybrid works. I will repost and like all entries. If you work is a good fit for Querencia, I will leave you a comment, so we can follow up with publishing info.
I love work that centers on mental health, trauma examinations, feminism, BIPOC & lgbtqia+ experiences and rights, surrealism, and horror - but I'm willing to accept writing on any topic. If you want more info or background on Querencia check out our website!
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She Bleeds Flame
My skin has become ashes
My brain lit aflame from the promises
My eyes dulled from the smoke
As everything around me broke
My blood is flame
In horrible beauty, it destroys me from the inside without shame.
Perhaps the worst of all
Is my heart that opens the cracks to the dawn.
My heart is scorched beyond recognition
Pumping my flamed blood like a man on a mission
As if pretending that there was normalcy as the chaos consumes me
Praying that this monster is my legacy
Something amazing that I'll never get to see
But deep down my heart knows that will never be
As a legacy means nothing if he's not here with me
The blood lit only a spark that has grown into a flame
It burns me until no one can know who I am until I respond to my name