A poem by Emily Iris Degn

The amazing Vol 3: Still Healing Poetry ebook is here and is so incredibly powerful. Dive into the brave and beautiful words of women sharin...

(poem published in...) Coffee People Zine / Issue 11 holds space for The Longest Night - whether in the literal sense (it is Winter Solstice, after all) or a more figurative sense (depression, anxiety, joblessness, isolation, this whole f*cking year). The Longest Night is a recognition that things are shitty and hard and sometimes we're not alright. And still we focus on self care, we take care of our mental health, we connect however we can, and we hold on until the light comes back. BONUS CONTENT: This issue is a 2

In the Pacific Northwest lie mountains, glittering rivers, wilderness, blankets of pines, rocky coasts, and other lush trademarks that bring this region its green reputation. I grew up there, running wildly through the damp woods, perpetually having pine needles in my hair, and sporting magenta blackberry stains around my mouth. This place brought me a life of free-diving into cold oceans just to spot purple starfish and swims with local seals after school. My world was swirling with peaks paint

(poem published in...) The poetry and prose in Capsule Stories Spring 2021 Edition: In Bloom explore the rebirth and renewal that comes with spring. Read about flowers growing and blooming, about you growing and blooming. Read about plants growing where they shouldn't. Read about blossoming new love, budding after a cold winter. Featuring writings by both established and emerging writers, Capsule Stories Spring 2021 Edition is the perfect book to pick up on a bright spring day. You are walking down a sidewalk in a pa

Florestas antigas são arrancadas do meu coração. If the cawing corvids of this Present Place, and the grunting toucans, with their beaks dipped in mango skies...

The moon sits in the arms of the pines like a pearl tonight. Her glittering face bulges out from the swaths of sky, and a faint smile draws her cheeks up with hole-punched craters. She is full and beaming despite these scars, and her sister stars gallop around her in crashing waves of glassy crystals. It is a brisk and sharp first hour after midnight, and my fur glistens like the insides of oyster shells. There are plenty of them below on the rocky shores. Sometimes I like to leave the warmth o

Emily Iris Degn is a multilingual published poet, travel writer, artist, ecofeminist, and staunch supporter of wearing socks with sandals. She is from Fidalgo Island, Washington but currently resides in the Blue Ridge Mountains with her loving partner and treasured collection of Ray Bradbury books. Her creative work can be found in many places, including the third issue of For Women Who Roar, Coffee People Zine, Capsule Stories, Coffin Bell, Beyond Queer Words, About Place Journal, On Concept's