Pre-order: A Quiet Afternoon 2

Pre-orders are now available for A Quiet Afternoon 2, from Grace & Victory Publications! This is their second anthology of “low-fi speculative fiction for a peaceful break from a stressful world,” and includes my piece, “Her Mother’s Stories,” along with work from some really amazing authors.

Grace & Victory Publications will also be making a donation to Yarrow Intergenerational Society for Justice 世代同行會, supporting youth and low-income immigrant seniors in Vancouver Chinatown. The more they get in pre-orders/sales, the more they’ll be able to donate, so if you’re interested in low-key, low-stakes speculative fiction for a good cause, you can pick up a copy here:

Poetry Drop – Kaleidotrope!

New poem out in the world! “Grandmother Spider” can be found in the Spring 2020 issue of Kaleidotrope. This one is about heritage and stories and an ever-changing world and while it isn’t built entirely around my desire to incorporate the word “trochanter,” it isn’t…not, either.

Lots of good stuff in this issue (as always), so please do check it out!

2020 Eligibility Post

Real quick eligibility listing for both short fiction and poetry, of which there were fewer than some, but more than I expected, to be honest.


“Prophecy,” my non-gendered epic-fantasy-masquerading-as-flash (and possibly my favourite thing I’ve written this year) was published at Daily Science Fiction:

“Blessings for a New Age,” also appeared at Daily Science Fiction, with fairy tale revisitings, cameo appearances by Mars rovers and a just a little bit of hope and sweetness:


“Eclipse,” published in issue 3 of Frozen Wavelets, because I cannot and will not stop writing about haetae:

“In the Wake of Beresheet,” my wee bitty tardigrades on the moon poem (almost as small as tardigrade itself), published in issue 4 of Frozen Wavelets:

“All the Better” in ApparitionLit’s Transformation issue, another one about fairy tales, expectations and flouting the narrative:

And then there was that time I made up Anathema Spec’s entire poetry section in issue 10 and it wasn’t weird at all (it was totally weird) with “Pieces of Me” (which has bones but not teeth): and “Heart of the City,” which has both bones and teeth):

And that’s it!

Rhysling Part 2: Sorry, What?

So, uhhh, I appear to have won the 2020 Rhsyling Award for Best Short Poem.

This was my first year with a nominated poem and when I got my copy of the Rhsyling Anthology,  I was struck by just how good the other poems were. While I loved mine a lot, I never honestly thought it stood a chance and was content to enjoy seeing my work in good company. When I first got the email letting me know I’d won, I actually gave it 24 hours before responding, so they had time to tell me it was a mixup, a mistake and take it back. They didn’t take it back.

The poem itself, “Taking, Keeping” was published last January in Apparition Lit’s Resistance issue and I’m still so pleased that this was where it got to make its appearance. Apparition is doing some really great stuff right now and is run by a wonderful team who I’ve been lucky enough to work with more than once. Their new Redemption issue is coming out soon, and you should definitely check it out!

So…yeah. Rhysling Award. That’s a square on my poet bingo card I never honestly thought I’d be able to check off.

Thanks to the SFPA for organising the award, for all those who voted for my work and to the team at Apparition Lit for giving it space to exist in the first place.

Poetry Drop Day: Frozen Wavelets

It’s been a hot minute, but I have a new poem out in Frozen Wavelets issue 3! “Eclipse” is a short shot of haetae imagery and my second published poem featuring haetae, because I love them and I’m never going to stop.

I’m going to join a lot of people in saying that it feels real weird right now to be talking about words and poetry, especially speculative poetry, with everything else going on. But sometimes all I can do is continue to make art.

Direct link to the poem here:

Poetry Drop Day: Anathema!

Okay. Okay okay okay. I’m only four? days late this time. Whatever. Time is an illusion, and lunch time doubly so.

I’m super excited to be rounding off the end of National Poetry Month with two new poems up at Anathema: Spec from the Margins. Along with publishing consistently amazing work (and I say that entirely without bias), Anathema’s goal is to showcase fiction and poetry exclusively from queer, BIPOC writers and that endears them to me greatly. This is the second time I’ve placed poetry with them and can say that their team is great to work with and they’re open to subs year round, so if you meet the criteria, I would encourage you to submit.

(As an aside, providing an issue’s entire poetry section is a first for me, and hoo boy, not having someone else’s work to hide behind when the impostor syndrome hits is a whole new kind of stress. WHO KNEW.)

I wrote “Heart of the City” for my writing group’s poetry challenge, with a 20 line limit. The main piece of critique I received was to expand it, add more detail and context and I thought, okay, there’s my revision goal. But when the time came to revise, I realised I liked it vague. I preferred it vague. Because it’s not a poem that tells a story, it’s a poem that makes a promise. Read here:

“Pieces of Me” came from hitting a point where I was just DONE with being exoticised through food comparisons. It’s a personal piece and I still get a little squirmy seeing it out in the world, but…there it is. Read here: