sun in winter
thawing snow dune
closer to summer moon
#dailyhaikuprompt
(thaw summer moon)
#haiku
#winterhaiku
thawing snow dune
closer to summer moon
#dailyhaikuprompt
(thaw summer moon)
#haiku
#winterhaiku
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Anna Pele
@AnnaPele
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Writer, solo wanderer, to-do list lover, daydreamer, bookeater, curl twirler...
ReckoningNew podcast episode! Edited and introduced by Aaron Kling, @AnnaPele reads @suchnadine's “The Bright in the Gyre” from Reckoning 7, in which a fungal scientist races terminal illness to find a cure for the plastic pollution that poisoned her: https://reckoning.press/podcast-episode-40-the-bright-in-the-gyre/
Reckoning, Solarpunk Magazine, @fabulistmagazine, and ARLA cordially invite you to a solarpunk reading event in LA the week of AWP! Live set from DJ Xica Soul!
SO[L.A.]RPUNK:
https://reckoning.press/sol-a-rpunk-event-thursday-march-27/
SO[L.A.]RPUNK Event Thursday, March 27 | Reckoning
Dear Reckoning Reader, The team at ARLA, in partnership with Solarpunk Magazine, Reckoning Press, and The Fabulist, would like to invite you to a special literary event to celebrate exciting new creative writing in environmental justice, climate resilience, and future-thinking. On Thursday, March 27th, please join us at Art Share L.A. for a night of
Michael J DeLucaIn case anyone was worried, Reckoning is 0% state-funded, and thanks to Trump 1.0, nonprofit status already has zero positive impact on our primary donors' income.
Diversity is strength. Homogeneity is death. Reckoning isn't going anywhere
And here's the simultaneous submission call for our forthcoming general issue themed around communication, RECKONING X! Along with some vagueposting about format changes forthcoming in 2026: https://reckoning.press/general-submission-call-reckoning-x/
General Submission Call: Reckoning X | Reckoning
For the milestone tenth issue of Reckoning, our sixth under fascist misrule, we're practicing what we preach. Reckoning X will be edited collectively by our entire editorial staff, and it will be themed, broadly, around communication and the ways we communicate about environmental justice. What brought us to this? How do those of us who
Announcing a submission call for IT WAS PARADISE, a new, special issue themed around war and conflict, edited by @SoniaSulaiman and with cover art by @monarobot! 15c/word! Submission deadline is the summer solstice, 6/22/25: https://reckoning.press/special-submission-call-it-was-paradise/
Special Submission Call: It Was Paradise | Reckoning
It’s time to announce the call for submissions to It Was Paradise*, a special issue of Reckoning edited by Sonia Sulaiman and with cover art by Moníca Robles Corzo. In a world devastated by catastrophes, we need stories that confront these horrors. This is all out war on the planet, on life itself. War and
We continue to be insanely grateful to the folks at Advance Resilience LA for encouraging us towards this special issue and providing a big part of the funding for it https://acceleratela.org/
ClarkesworldAnytime I do some subscription marketing, I feel like I should apologize. Thing is, if we don't market, we don't survive. I'd like to keep doing this job, even with all the "AI" nonsense we deal with. So...
Give the gift of short fiction this holiday season.
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It's jolly Christmas season, but for some it’s a reminder of loneliness. I'm thrilled X-R-A-Y chose to publish Sad Christmas stories this year and that my flash fiction Lone Wolves is amongst the wonderful stories they chose
https://xraylitmag.com/lone-wolves-by-anna-pele/fiction/
https://xraylitmag.com/lone-wolves-by-anna-pele/fiction/
LONE WOLVES by Anna Pele
There you lie, lifeless on your back, plastic eyes staring, smile stitched between felt beard and moustache…it’s not awkward; it’s a perfect morning after. I’ve missed wrapping my arm around another body in bed. Hugging my hot water bottle from October to March, holding its slop-slop to my chest, while soothing, makes a lonely picture. It’s like hugging water: you can’t hug love. It slips past your fingers, steals pieces of yourself as it trickles or rushes away. I’ve learned to hold myself. But when Christmas clutters city streets and people’s minds, when the nights grow long and deep, that’s...