Ethel, a Micro Press
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Part Gucci part intestinal parasite, Ethel publishes handmade chapbooks, sewn with sword and talon since 2018. www.ethelzine.com 🇵🇸
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Now available for pre-order: n.l. rivera’s TO BREAK THE HEARTS OF MOTHERS
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lightning | fire | thunder
1. lightning
daughter of Changó, daughter of Cuba,
temper incarnate, see how you've raised me to diminish, to hunch,
only the tallest trees are struck. daughter of lightning, you made me small, made me thunder,
with every strike i follow you. i ask, if i put down roots and grow will you pass me over? if i join the carth, will you let me be?
you say it's all up to chance, and with your confirmation bias the odds aren't in my favor.
but the rumbling thunder has touched the ground, and i've worked hard to cultivate hidden roots.
the next time you strike the carth, i hold it, shake the ground to let you know my roots grow too deep now for you to touch.
i stretch my branches
into what was once your sky. 2. fire
daughter of Changó,
i have learned from watching you that there is nothing as powerful, as violent, as the fire of a woman's heart and i wonder
if i was foolish to give mine up, to forsake the feminine, to choose the path of atber.
s this why you burn me: leaves to bark to blood, i cal
od tasting pour ach
ng it back out
daughter of lightning, of fire,
how much of your bigotry is just an excuse the roment gre a body of in owe
do you have to fight with flame? can't you stop what you started? is it your responsibility to consume me,
or is this part just fate? 3. thunder
unseen child, daughter of fear,
you had to get ahead of it, i know, were scared to death of being stuck in the inner-city thunder. survival requires adaptation and some instincts never go away.
daughter of Changó, i never had a choice. you gave me no choice, would not let me grow quiet and sturdy.
how much you must resent me, your daughter daring to be something other than your daughter.
inow the oddi are hot in our favor
twenty-two terrified rings, and your frein in cy hair.
and the thunder swallowed down into the trunk of me.
daughter of Changó, i am not what you are, and i am not your ashes yet.
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Will be getting n.l. rivera’s TO BREAK THE HEARTS OF MOTHERS up for pre-order in the next couple of days! @nlriversss.bsky.social
lightning | fire | thunder
1. lightning
daughter of Changó, daughter of Cuba,
temper incarnate, see how you've raised me to diminish, to hunch,
only the tallest trees are struck. daughter of lightning, you made me small, made me thunder,
with every strike i follow you. i ask, if i put down roots and grow, will you pass me over? if i join the earth, will you let me be?
you say it's all up to chance, and with your confirmation bias the odds aren't in my favor.
but the rumbling thunder has touched the ground, and i've worked hard to cultivate hidden roots.
the next time you strike the earth, i hold it, shake the ground to let you know my roots grow too deep now for you to touch.
i stretch my branches
into what was once your sky.
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Now available for pre-order: T.A. Noonan’s THE STORY THAT BEGINS WITH A STORY NAMED DEATH @ghoststructural.bsky.social
Karaktergé
Mary
Jeanne Re
-
Psappho Morrigan Owlette Phoenix
Angel Jasper
Starbow Datura
Francis
Lyria
The Ancestor The Reverend The Guardian
The Teacher
The Wolf The Sister
Hummingbird
Who Inherits Who Counts
Who Sings
Who Questions
Who Breaks Who Writes I made you brave, you know? Even though we've always had veils & icons berween us, it's all in the open now:
the palmetto tiger & the wet
mushroom of skin de the way tissue slips in red webs Listen: there is nothing green here anymore. Spring has abandoned its hold. The sidhe have returned to their courts. The scriptures can't form their ghostlight, no one believes in pelicans, & there hasn't been a swamp in centuries. All that remains is the autumn lot beside the men who burned my temple down.
If mornings were rational,
each cloud would spread its fingers to reveal the catastrophe at my root. But they aren't, de the glass token in your hand is just another price you'll have to pay. I've watched you from the west, lurching over graves toward the adulthood you created. You did that alone. You made the tumblers tremble in their locks.
At last, I'm free to be needed.
What do you think of this world I've left behind?
the-ethelzine.bsky.social
Now available for pre-order: T.A. Noonan’s THE STORY THAT BEGINS WITH A STORY NAMED DEATH @ghoststructural.bsky.social
Karaktergé
Mary
Jeanne Re
-
Psappho Morrigan Owlette Phoenix
Angel Jasper
Starbow Datura
Francis
Lyria
The Ancestor The Reverend The Guardian
The Teacher
The Wolf The Sister
Hummingbird
Who Inherits Who Counts
Who Sings
Who Questions
Who Breaks Who Writes I made you brave, you know? Even though we've always had veils & icons berween us, it's all in the open now:
the palmetto tiger & the wet
mushroom of skin de the way tissue slips in red webs Listen: there is nothing green here anymore. Spring has abandoned its hold. The sidhe have returned to their courts. The scriptures can't form their ghostlight, no one believes in pelicans, & there hasn't been a swamp in centuries. All that remains is the autumn lot beside the men who burned my temple down.
If mornings were rational,
each cloud would spread its fingers to reveal the catastrophe at my root. But they aren't, de the glass token in your hand is just another price you'll have to pay. I've watched you from the west, lurching over graves toward the adulthood you created. You did that alone. You made the tumblers tremble in their locks.
At last, I'm free to be needed.
What do you think of this world I've left behind?
the-ethelzine.bsky.social
I’ll be getting T.A. Noonan’s THE STORY THAT BEGINS WITH A STORY NAMED DEATH up for pre-order this weekend. @ghoststructural.bsky.social
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gardyin de kabann-la
I made you brave, you know? Even though we've always had veils & icons between us, it's all in the open now:
the palmetto tiger & the wet
mushroom of skin & the way tissue slips in red webs. Listen: there is nothing green here anymore. Spring has abandoned its hold. The sidhe have returned to their courts. The scriptures can't form their ghostlight, no one believes in pelicans, & there hasn't been a swamp in centuries. All that remains is the autumn lot beside the men who burned my temple down.
If mornings were rational,
each cloud would spread its fingers to reveal the catastrophe at my root. But they aren't, & the glass token in your hand is just another price you'll have to pay. I've watched you from the west, lurching over graves toward the adulthood you created. You did that alone. You made the tumblers tremble in their locks.
At last, I'm free to be needed.
What do you think of this world I've left behind?
the-ethelzine.bsky.social
Alex Tretbar’s ACCORDING TO THE PLAT THEREOF is now available to pre-order www.ethelzine.com/shop/accordi... @alextretbar.bsky.social
And perhaps there is a bedroom in my bed, a pillowcase in my pillow: No pictures exist of me from that time. Watch your head, this is a graveyard. The way the chocolatier regards their dripping medium in the television advertisement. Are you sure that isn't you singing in the background. Are you sure you're still reading. Watch your headnotes, they're beginning to summarize your major contributions to hermeneutics, the sound of the frozen pond complaining beneath the geese who have the advantage of being able to fly when the structure sleepwalks. I walk into my bed and close the door. What door. Are you sure that isn't you signing the document. The sonnets are merely markers serving to indicate that you are still in a graveyard. This is NPR. from According to the Plat Thereof
unbodied palinode in which the speaker is unable to articulate how they have changed their mind
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Received the copies of my chapbook Being Seen from @the-ethelzine.bsky.social so here's my version of an unboxing: took the chapbooks outside 🌿

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Author with between hair and pink-red glasses poses outdoors in a green dress holding a chapbook called Being Seen with purple cover and image of eyeball growing from green stem Handmade chapbook Being Seen by Ethel with purple cover and image of eyeball growing from green stem like a flower
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tommywyattblake.bsky.social
check out the blurb from @lowermelody.bsky.social and the excerpt of the poem "#11: SAVIOR COMPLEX", which was first seen in @feversof.bsky.social

preorder the book through @the-ethelzine.bsky.social
title card post overlayed on a background of a person sitting as someone else gouges out their eyes. the title is Mutually Assured Destruction by tommy wyatt blake. it is published by Ethel Zine in 2025. “Reading tommy wyatt blake’s MUTUALLY ASSURED DESTRUCTION feels like stumbling upon the notes of a time-and-self scientist from a biohacked future, who has accidentally cloned Schrödinger’s cat using a remote viewing technique learned from religious myth. The compound neologisms that blake’s readers know and love are incisive tools for probing beyond the curtain of subjectivity.”

—D.W. Baker, editor of GOD/CORPSE: writing on the bipolar body excerpt from the poem, "#11: SAVIOR COMPLEX":

"i broke the galaxy, the fake one
that promised things from a dimension 
so grayalien and strange that it’s unreliable,
at best, to the extent that i can’t expect
its findings to be Truth—"

the poem was first published in Fevers of the Mind
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you can pre-order Mutually Assured Destruction ( @the-ethelzine.bsky.social ) today by clicking on the link in my publisher's bio

check out the blurb by @mkzariel.bsky.social as well as the excerpt from the poem, "#8: PORTALPERSON". the poem was first seen in @feversof.bsky.social
title card post overlayed on a background of a person sitting as someone else gouges out their eyes. the title is Mutually Assured Destruction by tommy wyatt blake. it is published by Ethel Zine in 2025. “The short, incisive, and often surreal poems of this text crackle with blake's characteristic subjectivity. Animated by the joy of synaesthesia and possible/alternate realities, MUTUALLY ASSURED DESTRUCTION is a delight to read, and will have everyone from the poetry-curious to seasoned readers furiously annotating every page and dreaming of blake's otherworldly visions.”

—mk zariel, trans poet and anarchist quote from the poem "#8: PORTALPERSON":

"compressed time
     as haunting
     as conveyer belt stuck in itself
     as motionless
     as voidgender
     as in spiraling, mechanical breathing
     as prolonged exposure to dreams
     as prophetic mirror, not a sword"

first published by Fevers of the Mind
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Tonight! I will be reading poems about mental health to celebrate the release of @tommywyattblake.bsky.social's MUTUALLY ASSURED DESTRUCTION from @the-ethelzine.bsky.social
discord voice reading
D.W. Baker & tommy wyatt blake
September 12th / 8pm (est)
DM for the link
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adeniro.bsky.social
On my Patreon I have the next part of my poetry craft and poetics series University of Blood. For paid subscribers, it ranges through the dialectic of public and private life, the marvelous work of Australian poet Kate Fagan, and the dirty business of mining crystals. www.patreon.com/posts/univer...
University of Blood Part 2: Blood-Letting | Anya Johanna DeNiro
Get more from Anya Johanna DeNiro on Patreon
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Kortney Garrison’s AS SMALL AS A HAZELNUT: a concise life of Julian of Norwich www.ethelzine.com/shop/as-smal...
In the Birth House
On the night Julian was born, her mother drew a map of the stars and white oleanders
opened like lotus flowers at her front door.
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Mutually Assured Destruction is coming soon with @the-ethelzine.bsky.social - check out their website to preorder!

check out the post for a blurb and a quote (poem first seen in @feversof.bsky.social
title card post overlayed on a background of a person sitting as someone else gouges out their eyes. the title is Mutually Assured Destruction by tommy wyatt blake. it is published by Ethel Zine in 2025. “In the background of technology, society, and horror, tommy wyatt blake explores the Self as a form of love and destruction. Each piece subverts norms previously placed on tommy, whether that be through form, content, description, or more. MUTUALLY ASSURED DESTRUCTION blends the candid, yet raw description of mania with the beauty of the self as horror.”

—arushi (aera) rege, author of exit wound (no point of entry), twin exit wound (twin points of entry), & BROWN GIRL EPIPHANY, EIC of ink & ivy lit mag and Bus Talk quote from the poem, "PICK AND CHOOSE":

"1.  cameras everywhere
                   or
2. contact via magic 8 ball

1. action news ID’ing you
                    or
2. curated lying"

originally seen in Fevers of the Mind
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Very happy to get “Being Seen” by @suzyeynon.bsky.social in the mail today! Gorgeous design and production by @the-ethelzine.bsky.social
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workshops4gaza.bsky.social
Sodexo continues to deny T Hoxha written confirmation of her library job, 25 days into her hunger strike.

Pressure their large shareholders (incl. Artisan Partners and BlackRock), which are listed here.

Use our toolkit for email templates: tinyurl.com/FREETHOXHA
Chart from Sodexo website, "Changes in the breakdown of share capital and voting rights over the last three years." 
Largest are Bellon SA, Artisan Partners, MFS Investment Management, BlackRock, First Eagle Investment Management, Employees, Treasure Shares, and Others.
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workshops4gaza.bsky.social
****We have added additional emails to the toolkit for Sodexo upper management. We have intel that the emails are being read immediately. Keep in mind that corporate profits are highest from Sept-December so this is a prime time to apply pressure.
workshops4gaza.bsky.social
the toolkit is still here for those who would like other ways of acting. sharing Casey and T's words, which are included in Calla Walsh's write-up, is available there, including all of the different translations.

tinyurl.com/FREETHOXHA
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did you call or email?
do it again - their lives are on the line
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Today is Day 24 of T. Hoxha's hunger strike. The prison has still not met her demand to reinstate her library job. Casey Goonan has not eaten for 8 days and refuses to eat until her demands are met. We are running out of time for our comrades:

tinyurl.com/FreeTHoxha
tinyurl.com
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Day 24 of T's hunger strike.

No peace for Sodexo, which operates HMP Peterborough!!!

Comment on their social media @sodexogroup and @sodexouk_ire (on X and IG) demanding T's reinstatement to her library job. Her demands have been escalated to their legal team. The decision is in their hands!!!
Day 24 of hunger strike
HMP Peterborough operates under the Sodexo group 'a food services and facilities management company'
T's demands have been escalated to their legal team. the decision is in their hands.

Call to action
Comment on their social media @sodexogroup and @sodexouk_ire demanding T is reinstated to her library job. You can help in less than a minute!!
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TOMORROW September 3, 1-3pm EST/12-2pm CST, join us for a phone banking session for T HOXHA, CASEY GOONAN, XINACHTLI and MUMIA ABU JAMAL.

Join at bit.ly/phonebank25

We will be making calls and emails to ensure our political prisoners' lives and well-being are protected.
Prisoner solidarity
virtual phone bank
9/2-9/5 @ 12-2pm CST
Mumia Abu-Jamal
T Hoxha
Xinachtli
Casey Goonan
Our political prisoners urgently need our support to ensure their health, safety, and survival. Join us for a virtual phone bank where we'll share campaign updates, scripts, and toolkits to take action.
Join at: bit.ly/phonebank25
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icymi! my next book MUTUALLY ASSURED DESTRUCTION is open for preorders!! :)
the-ethelzine.bsky.social
Will be getting tommy wyatt blake’s @tommywyattblake.bsky.social MUTUALLY ASSURED DESTRUCTION up for pre-order in the next couple of days! Eeee! tommy: “it’s about the desire to escape the confines of the body while on the psych ward”
ASSUME, ASSUME (ASS-ÚM-AY) / on how to take meds in the psych ward
MORTAL LIGHT HIGHSKY
DIALECT DICED & SHARP
SLANGED TO A JOKE: "GOODNIGHT!"
STARE IN MORNING
EXERTION AND LAUGH
LIKE YOU MEAN IT.
THE MOON GIFTED WITH
ALL-TIME BRIGHTNESS SEES
WITH ITS MANY EYES, CRATERBENT.
ITS DREAMS MASTICATE
IN YOUR MOUTH. YOU MUST
SWALLOW.