Author: emilyslaney
Small Acts of Rebellion
And our bridge, really it’s nothing like the one in the book. You could totally bet all your shit that Christopher Robin didn’t mind for dog mess when he ran across to the other side. You’d bet your life there wasn’t a kaleidoscope of glass amongst the gravel, shattered and twinkling in the sun. Our … Continue reading Small Acts of Rebellion
The Sinthology is on Amazon
Honoured to be a part of this with so many awesome & talented authors.
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Flash Me! The Sinthology, the latest anthology project from Solarcide, is available in paperback right now via Amazon. They got it up a few days faster than estimated, which is very cool.
This is a collection featuring twenty-six wicked and decadent flash and micro-fiction pieces from twenty-six wonderful authors.
The book is edited by Solarcide’s own Martin Garrity and Nathan Pettigrew, and guest curated by Chester Pane. Featuring work by Rebecca Jones-Howe, Bryan Howie, Alex S. Johnson, Shannon Barber, Jason Wayne Allen, Terasa Skultety, and many more. The full table of contents can be see here.
We’re very excited to see this release come through. We worked hard on it. It is great to finally see it unleashed upon the world in all its dastardly glory.
We’d love it if you checked out the book. And if you want to be extra…
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Bucket Love
Bucket Love is a somewhat satirically cynical, if not heartfelt, view of modern romance and a game of scrabble. You can read it over at Thunderdome Magazine. (Link deactivated, site no longer exists) XOXO
Functioning
Two in the afternoon And she’s drunk already Over emotional and irrational Irritating the way people always are When you’re the sober one Tugging at my shirt sleeve And my heart strings Those big sad eyes She spills her guts And her emotions Over white porcelain Every morning Every night Lost at sea Swimming for … Continue reading Functioning
A View from the Sole
I love all the curves in this picture ~ the curves of the pebbles against the curves of the my pumps. The loops of the laces, the silver rings of the eyelets. The arch of red against the white of rubber. The arch of my denim turn up. Everything smoothed out, no hard edges. XO
XO
Instead of my name XO Every text you didn’t answer Every note held to the fridge by novelty magnets Even the angry ones Kiss Hug Almost as second nature Almost a tic XO
Paper Cuts
Your words A fist sized echo Knocking me down Broken syllables and shattered dreams Suck the lies out of me. This emptiness fits perfect where the love used to go.
Emotion through a lens
I like to take photos. Candid pictures, stolen moments. Emotions through a lens. XO
Romeo
Romeo It happened in slow motion Bullet time For the crazy girl with big blue eyes Three simple words into five I don’t love you, Anymore That girl; She crumbled into a thousand damp little pieces While you looked at your watch instead of her You shook your head, Said I’ve got better places to … Continue reading Romeo









