Pat Foran
@pdforan.bsky.social
writer, editor, axolotl with a pretty good throwing arm
''Why do I have to understand what you're saying all the time?"
— Cory F.
https://neutralspaces.co/patforan/
''Why do I have to understand what you're saying all the time?"
— Cory F.
https://neutralspaces.co/patforan/
… and he will come up behind me and put his hands on my shoulders and kiss the top of my head and I will smile–pluck!–and smile–pluck!–and …”
@emilyrinkema.bsky.social in Milk Candy Review milkcandyreview.home.blog/2026/02/05/t...
@emilyrinkema.bsky.social in Milk Candy Review milkcandyreview.home.blog/2026/02/05/t...
Things That Don’t Matter ~ by Emily Rinkema
It’s our neighbor Manny’s 50th birthday and we are hosting his party even though he has a wife, who is sitting on our couch in her linen overalls laughing at something my husband Leif just said. Sh…
milkcandyreview.home.blog
February 6, 2026 at 2:43 AM
… and he will come up behind me and put his hands on my shoulders and kiss the top of my head and I will smile–pluck!–and smile–pluck!–and …”
@emilyrinkema.bsky.social in Milk Candy Review milkcandyreview.home.blog/2026/02/05/t...
@emilyrinkema.bsky.social in Milk Candy Review milkcandyreview.home.blog/2026/02/05/t...
“… Dottie started praying for Hank to talk about something other than Hank. Every time he started in, Hank this Hank that, she prayed harder.”
@lmariharris.bsky.social in The Airgonaut theairgonautblog.wordpress.com/2026/02/03/d...
@lmariharris.bsky.social in The Airgonaut theairgonautblog.wordpress.com/2026/02/03/d...
Dottie [heart] Hank
– There were rumors, of course. Like that time Helen’s boy, Dale, had this catalytic converter side hustle going on. Helen believed his overtime story because she wanted that new Ashley…
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February 6, 2026 at 2:37 AM
“… Dottie started praying for Hank to talk about something other than Hank. Every time he started in, Hank this Hank that, she prayed harder.”
@lmariharris.bsky.social in The Airgonaut theairgonautblog.wordpress.com/2026/02/03/d...
@lmariharris.bsky.social in The Airgonaut theairgonautblog.wordpress.com/2026/02/03/d...
"When I’m off, it’s like I am the nothing sound in the intergalactic blackness. When I’m on, it’s like okay, wait."
Scott Garson in @centaurlit.bsky.social centaurlit.com/by-scott-gar...
Scott Garson in @centaurlit.bsky.social centaurlit.com/by-scott-gar...
( ) by Scott Garson | Centaur
centaurlit.com
February 5, 2026 at 2:46 AM
"When I’m off, it’s like I am the nothing sound in the intergalactic blackness. When I’m on, it’s like okay, wait."
Scott Garson in @centaurlit.bsky.social centaurlit.com/by-scott-gar...
Scott Garson in @centaurlit.bsky.social centaurlit.com/by-scott-gar...
"It is her job to bond with everything and everyone around her, to never consider what kind of bond she herself wants."
@claudiamonpere.bsky.social in @centaurlit.bsky.social centaurlit.com/the-periodic...
@claudiamonpere.bsky.social in @centaurlit.bsky.social centaurlit.com/the-periodic...
The Periodic Family by Claudia Monpere | Centaur
centaurlit.com
February 5, 2026 at 2:41 AM
"It is her job to bond with everything and everyone around her, to never consider what kind of bond she herself wants."
@claudiamonpere.bsky.social in @centaurlit.bsky.social centaurlit.com/the-periodic...
@claudiamonpere.bsky.social in @centaurlit.bsky.social centaurlit.com/the-periodic...
"The children bear the world lightly."
@belindarowe.bsky.social in @centaurlit.bsky.social centaurlit.com/grizzly-bear...
@belindarowe.bsky.social in @centaurlit.bsky.social centaurlit.com/grizzly-bear...
Grizzly Bear by Belinda Rowe | Centaur
centaurlit.com
February 5, 2026 at 2:37 AM
"The children bear the world lightly."
@belindarowe.bsky.social in @centaurlit.bsky.social centaurlit.com/grizzly-bear...
@belindarowe.bsky.social in @centaurlit.bsky.social centaurlit.com/grizzly-bear...
"When we were last in love, before we let each other down, we listened to that stupid song about how life is a bittersweet symphony, and we didn’t get it, it seemed absurd, because life didn’t hurt yet."
@happilander.bsky.social in @centaurlit.bsky.social centaurlit.com/when-we-were...
@happilander.bsky.social in @centaurlit.bsky.social centaurlit.com/when-we-were...
When We Were Last Alive by Mileva Anastasiadou | Centaur
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February 5, 2026 at 2:33 AM
"When we were last in love, before we let each other down, we listened to that stupid song about how life is a bittersweet symphony, and we didn’t get it, it seemed absurd, because life didn’t hurt yet."
@happilander.bsky.social in @centaurlit.bsky.social centaurlit.com/when-we-were...
@happilander.bsky.social in @centaurlit.bsky.social centaurlit.com/when-we-were...
"...what I don’t know is if he’s here to save me or sacrifice me. If he’s really one of us—of me."
@jekwriter.bsky.social in @doesithavepockets.bsky.social www.doesithavepockets.com/fiction/jess...
@jekwriter.bsky.social in @doesithavepockets.bsky.social www.doesithavepockets.com/fiction/jess...
Jessica Klimesh — Does It Have Pockets
Rusty’s Razor
www.doesithavepockets.com
February 5, 2026 at 2:28 AM
"...what I don’t know is if he’s here to save me or sacrifice me. If he’s really one of us—of me."
@jekwriter.bsky.social in @doesithavepockets.bsky.social www.doesithavepockets.com/fiction/jess...
@jekwriter.bsky.social in @doesithavepockets.bsky.social www.doesithavepockets.com/fiction/jess...
"..she was adrift in an ocean she didn’t remember wading into. Treading water with no land or boat in sight. Tired from all the mindless swimming she’d already done to stay afloat this far."
@chelseastickle.bsky.social w/2 in @doesithavepockets.bsky.social www.doesithavepockets.com/fiction/chel...
@chelseastickle.bsky.social w/2 in @doesithavepockets.bsky.social www.doesithavepockets.com/fiction/chel...
Chelsea Stickle — Does It Have Pockets
After Dinner Activity | The Disappearance
www.doesithavepockets.com
February 5, 2026 at 2:23 AM
"..she was adrift in an ocean she didn’t remember wading into. Treading water with no land or boat in sight. Tired from all the mindless swimming she’d already done to stay afloat this far."
@chelseastickle.bsky.social w/2 in @doesithavepockets.bsky.social www.doesithavepockets.com/fiction/chel...
@chelseastickle.bsky.social w/2 in @doesithavepockets.bsky.social www.doesithavepockets.com/fiction/chel...
"I wanted to be identifiable. I want to be identifiable. I hope I’m ..."
@chelseastickle.bsky.social in @soflopojo.bsky.social www.southfloridapoetryjournal.com/flash-40-feb...
@chelseastickle.bsky.social in @soflopojo.bsky.social www.southfloridapoetryjournal.com/flash-40-feb...
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February 5, 2026 at 2:17 AM
"I wanted to be identifiable. I want to be identifiable. I hope I’m ..."
@chelseastickle.bsky.social in @soflopojo.bsky.social www.southfloridapoetryjournal.com/flash-40-feb...
@chelseastickle.bsky.social in @soflopojo.bsky.social www.southfloridapoetryjournal.com/flash-40-feb...
"... I try not to dance as I throw chunks of the wood I cut earlier in the morning, but I swivel a little, and uncle screams *stop being one mahu and get back to work, or else and* ..."
@lumchanmfa.bsky.social in @soflopojo.bsky.social www.southfloridapoetryjournal.com/flash-40-feb...
@lumchanmfa.bsky.social in @soflopojo.bsky.social www.southfloridapoetryjournal.com/flash-40-feb...
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www.southfloridapoetryjournal.com
February 5, 2026 at 2:13 AM
"... I try not to dance as I throw chunks of the wood I cut earlier in the morning, but I swivel a little, and uncle screams *stop being one mahu and get back to work, or else and* ..."
@lumchanmfa.bsky.social in @soflopojo.bsky.social www.southfloridapoetryjournal.com/flash-40-feb...
@lumchanmfa.bsky.social in @soflopojo.bsky.social www.southfloridapoetryjournal.com/flash-40-feb...
"You said you were never old ‘til you couldn’t put your foot in the sink. Eventually, you couldn’t."
@kossworks.bsky.social in @soflopojo.bsky.social www.southfloridapoetryjournal.com/flash-40-feb...
@kossworks.bsky.social in @soflopojo.bsky.social www.southfloridapoetryjournal.com/flash-40-feb...
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www.southfloridapoetryjournal.com
February 5, 2026 at 2:09 AM
"You said you were never old ‘til you couldn’t put your foot in the sink. Eventually, you couldn’t."
@kossworks.bsky.social in @soflopojo.bsky.social www.southfloridapoetryjournal.com/flash-40-feb...
@kossworks.bsky.social in @soflopojo.bsky.social www.southfloridapoetryjournal.com/flash-40-feb...
"The prick of the thorns was nothing compared to the pain embedded in my veins."
@swethaamit.bsky.social in @soflopojo.bsky.social www.southfloridapoetryjournal.com/flash-40-feb...
@swethaamit.bsky.social in @soflopojo.bsky.social www.southfloridapoetryjournal.com/flash-40-feb...
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www.southfloridapoetryjournal.com
February 5, 2026 at 2:05 AM
"The prick of the thorns was nothing compared to the pain embedded in my veins."
@swethaamit.bsky.social in @soflopojo.bsky.social www.southfloridapoetryjournal.com/flash-40-feb...
@swethaamit.bsky.social in @soflopojo.bsky.social www.southfloridapoetryjournal.com/flash-40-feb...
“I dream I am
a woman under water, wordless and unmoving.
Sometimes, he is there. He holds his face and cries.”
From Landsickness, a beautiful lyric essay/narrative poem/chapbook by Leigh Lucas, from @tupelopress.bsky.social
a woman under water, wordless and unmoving.
Sometimes, he is there. He holds his face and cries.”
From Landsickness, a beautiful lyric essay/narrative poem/chapbook by Leigh Lucas, from @tupelopress.bsky.social
February 5, 2026 at 1:52 AM
“I dream I am
a woman under water, wordless and unmoving.
Sometimes, he is there. He holds his face and cries.”
From Landsickness, a beautiful lyric essay/narrative poem/chapbook by Leigh Lucas, from @tupelopress.bsky.social
a woman under water, wordless and unmoving.
Sometimes, he is there. He holds his face and cries.”
From Landsickness, a beautiful lyric essay/narrative poem/chapbook by Leigh Lucas, from @tupelopress.bsky.social
“Horror taps into that which we cannot name, but which threatens us all the same. But for those of us drawn to the weird and uncanny, it also provides a home.”
watch a couple Night Gallery episodes with @janstinchcomb.bsky.social in Poisoned Soup for the Macabre, from @brigidsgatepress.bsky.social
watch a couple Night Gallery episodes with @janstinchcomb.bsky.social in Poisoned Soup for the Macabre, from @brigidsgatepress.bsky.social
February 5, 2026 at 1:45 AM
“Horror taps into that which we cannot name, but which threatens us all the same. But for those of us drawn to the weird and uncanny, it also provides a home.”
watch a couple Night Gallery episodes with @janstinchcomb.bsky.social in Poisoned Soup for the Macabre, from @brigidsgatepress.bsky.social
watch a couple Night Gallery episodes with @janstinchcomb.bsky.social in Poisoned Soup for the Macabre, from @brigidsgatepress.bsky.social
"To stay alive, even the dead must endure / temporariness. Despite disease. Despite the burden, by which I mean / a refrain. Its vows."
@chelsdingman.bsky.social in @therumpus.net therumpus.net/2026/02/02/r...
@chelsdingman.bsky.social in @therumpus.net therumpus.net/2026/02/02/r...
Given Limits Exist, Streets, Oblivion - The Rumpus
I don’t want to be at peace. Outside, the buffalograss rails at the houses. Terracotta storms the bougainvillea. Each street in any direction is directionless. I’m beginning
therumpus.net
February 3, 2026 at 3:27 PM
"To stay alive, even the dead must endure / temporariness. Despite disease. Despite the burden, by which I mean / a refrain. Its vows."
@chelsdingman.bsky.social in @therumpus.net therumpus.net/2026/02/02/r...
@chelsdingman.bsky.social in @therumpus.net therumpus.net/2026/02/02/r...
Reposted by Pat Foran
On January 24th, my parents home burned down. They and my disabled brother escaped with only minor burns but they lost everything they've ever had.
I'm running a GoFundMe to help them recover and rebuild. I would be deeply grateful for any donations but also for any shares!
I'm running a GoFundMe to help them recover and rebuild. I would be deeply grateful for any donations but also for any shares!
Donate to We Lost Everything to a Fire. Help My Family Rebuild., organized by Chloe Clark
On January 24th, our childhood home burned down. Our parents lost 50… Chloe Clark needs your support for We Lost Everything to a Fire. Help My Family Rebuild.
gofund.me
February 1, 2026 at 11:17 PM
On January 24th, my parents home burned down. They and my disabled brother escaped with only minor burns but they lost everything they've ever had.
I'm running a GoFundMe to help them recover and rebuild. I would be deeply grateful for any donations but also for any shares!
I'm running a GoFundMe to help them recover and rebuild. I would be deeply grateful for any donations but also for any shares!
Reposted by Pat Foran
Starting in April, I’m teaching a six-week writing workshop at the wonderful Writers & Books in Rochester, NY. If you live in the area, please join me.📚💚
wab.org/event/bright...
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Bright Beginnings: Writing Your YA Novel - Writers & Books
A 6-week workshop with Melissa Ostrom Location: Writers & Books, 740 University Ave, Rochester NY Price: Members $320 | General Public $360 One need-based scholarship available Minimum Enrollment: 7...
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February 3, 2026 at 3:13 PM
Starting in April, I’m teaching a six-week writing workshop at the wonderful Writers & Books in Rochester, NY. If you live in the area, please join me.📚💚
wab.org/event/bright...
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“I try to imagine not knowing ‘what to do with my time.’
‘Sounds nice,’ I say.
She looks at me critically. ‘You’re running out of it, you know. Time,’ she says.”
@allisonfieldbell.bsky.social in @pitheadchapel.bsky.social pitheadchapel.com/motherhood/
‘Sounds nice,’ I say.
She looks at me critically. ‘You’re running out of it, you know. Time,’ she says.”
@allisonfieldbell.bsky.social in @pitheadchapel.bsky.social pitheadchapel.com/motherhood/
Motherhood
Allison Field Bell Sun stuck to the sky like an egg yolk. A whole fried center casting its heat across the yard. Roasting every cactus, boiling the pavement, turning the pool into bathwater. Tucson…
pitheadchapel.com
February 3, 2026 at 4:29 AM
“I try to imagine not knowing ‘what to do with my time.’
‘Sounds nice,’ I say.
She looks at me critically. ‘You’re running out of it, you know. Time,’ she says.”
@allisonfieldbell.bsky.social in @pitheadchapel.bsky.social pitheadchapel.com/motherhood/
‘Sounds nice,’ I say.
She looks at me critically. ‘You’re running out of it, you know. Time,’ she says.”
@allisonfieldbell.bsky.social in @pitheadchapel.bsky.social pitheadchapel.com/motherhood/
“I name her Ramona, and I don’t know if there’s a line.”
“I reapply Ramona’s bandages, treat her with topical creams and manuka honey. I imagine her to be over ninety years old. I imagine her looking up at me.”
@dallonwrites.bsky.social in @pitheadchapel.bsky.social pitheadchapel.com/nursery/
“I reapply Ramona’s bandages, treat her with topical creams and manuka honey. I imagine her to be over ninety years old. I imagine her looking up at me.”
@dallonwrites.bsky.social in @pitheadchapel.bsky.social pitheadchapel.com/nursery/
Nursery
Dallon Robinson One week left of summer and the turtles haven’t hatched. I encourage children to come back, but I know the signs. Each morning, I check the eggs, the nursery incubated in low light.…
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February 3, 2026 at 4:23 AM
“I name her Ramona, and I don’t know if there’s a line.”
“I reapply Ramona’s bandages, treat her with topical creams and manuka honey. I imagine her to be over ninety years old. I imagine her looking up at me.”
@dallonwrites.bsky.social in @pitheadchapel.bsky.social pitheadchapel.com/nursery/
“I reapply Ramona’s bandages, treat her with topical creams and manuka honey. I imagine her to be over ninety years old. I imagine her looking up at me.”
@dallonwrites.bsky.social in @pitheadchapel.bsky.social pitheadchapel.com/nursery/
“I was raised on expectations: to be faster, to be smarter, to be taller, to be thinner. Things that were and weren’t in my control.”
@fionamckay.bsky.social in @claudineliterary.bsky.social www.claudineliterary.net/fionamckay
@fionamckay.bsky.social in @claudineliterary.bsky.social www.claudineliterary.net/fionamckay
Fiona McKay | Proxy
www.claudineliterary.net
February 3, 2026 at 4:17 AM
“I was raised on expectations: to be faster, to be smarter, to be taller, to be thinner. Things that were and weren’t in my control.”
@fionamckay.bsky.social in @claudineliterary.bsky.social www.claudineliterary.net/fionamckay
@fionamckay.bsky.social in @claudineliterary.bsky.social www.claudineliterary.net/fionamckay
“You slid the flowers off your neck after you were garlanded as if overwhelmed or embarrassed. Yet, you brought that garland home …”
@sudhab.bsky.social in @claudineliterary.bsky.social www.claudineliterary.net/sudhabalagopal
@sudhab.bsky.social in @claudineliterary.bsky.social www.claudineliterary.net/sudhabalagopal
Sudha Balagopal | Garlands
www.claudineliterary.net
February 3, 2026 at 4:13 AM
“You slid the flowers off your neck after you were garlanded as if overwhelmed or embarrassed. Yet, you brought that garland home …”
@sudhab.bsky.social in @claudineliterary.bsky.social www.claudineliterary.net/sudhabalagopal
@sudhab.bsky.social in @claudineliterary.bsky.social www.claudineliterary.net/sudhabalagopal
“Note: I also stole your bacon.”
@thedrevlow.bsky.social in @claudineliterary.bsky.social www.claudineliterary.net/benjamindrev...
@thedrevlow.bsky.social in @claudineliterary.bsky.social www.claudineliterary.net/benjamindrev...
Benjamin Drevlow | Yes, I did break in and steal your cat.
www.claudineliterary.net
February 3, 2026 at 4:09 AM
“Note: I also stole your bacon.”
@thedrevlow.bsky.social in @claudineliterary.bsky.social www.claudineliterary.net/benjamindrev...
@thedrevlow.bsky.social in @claudineliterary.bsky.social www.claudineliterary.net/benjamindrev...
“I thought what’s the use of me actually being here, accompanying her, organising things, when all I am is weighed down by the idea of a world without her in it.”
“Anti-erection tie, satin-trousers said …”
@kiklodge.bsky.social in Ghost Parachute ghostparachute.com/issue/februa...
“Anti-erection tie, satin-trousers said …”
@kiklodge.bsky.social in Ghost Parachute ghostparachute.com/issue/februa...
Pearl sugar moustache — Ghost Parachute
You don’t have to believe, Maggie. I just need you to come along, said my friend Betts. So we both got on a bus from Leeds to Lourdes. 650 euros; not including the paninis, the fruit juice, the nightc...
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February 3, 2026 at 4:05 AM
“I thought what’s the use of me actually being here, accompanying her, organising things, when all I am is weighed down by the idea of a world without her in it.”
“Anti-erection tie, satin-trousers said …”
@kiklodge.bsky.social in Ghost Parachute ghostparachute.com/issue/februa...
“Anti-erection tie, satin-trousers said …”
@kiklodge.bsky.social in Ghost Parachute ghostparachute.com/issue/februa...
“I never liked that salmon-colored shirt that you wear all the time, I never liked how you pontificate when someone asks your opinion about government coverups, or the way you …”
@jacqdoyle.bsky.social in Ghost Parachute ghostparachute.com/issue/februa...
@jacqdoyle.bsky.social in Ghost Parachute ghostparachute.com/issue/februa...
What I Can Tell You Now — Ghost Parachute
You wouldn’t risk losing your “soulmate”—your word, not mine— would you? But why haven’t I heard a peep from you since last Friday when you gave me that “I think we both need a break” speech? I mean r...
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February 3, 2026 at 4:00 AM
“I never liked that salmon-colored shirt that you wear all the time, I never liked how you pontificate when someone asks your opinion about government coverups, or the way you …”
@jacqdoyle.bsky.social in Ghost Parachute ghostparachute.com/issue/februa...
@jacqdoyle.bsky.social in Ghost Parachute ghostparachute.com/issue/februa...
“The girl looks at the silvery line of scars travelling up her forearm. She is making her own railway.”
@pleomorphic2.bsky.social in Ghost Parachute ghostparachute.com/issue/februa...
@pleomorphic2.bsky.social in Ghost Parachute ghostparachute.com/issue/februa...
Sumitra Singam, your friendly local Dragon-Scorpion (@pleomorphic2.bsky.social)
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February 3, 2026 at 3:55 AM
“The girl looks at the silvery line of scars travelling up her forearm. She is making her own railway.”
@pleomorphic2.bsky.social in Ghost Parachute ghostparachute.com/issue/februa...
@pleomorphic2.bsky.social in Ghost Parachute ghostparachute.com/issue/februa...