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Two new poems just dropped this week at TrashLight Press:

“Strawberry Juice” by Lance Mazmanian — color, rage, and the stillness of no departures.
“You Turned Time Into Torture” by Kate Lewington — the weight of waiting, and the breaking point of love.

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TrashLight Press @trashlightpress.bsky.social ⭐ is accepting submissions through Duosuma. #WritingCommunity

Don’t forget to submit your raw and feral anti-establishment work to us for Burn it Down. Art is political & so are we.

Stranger - TrashLight Press She was who she is who she’ll always be: the young woman on the concrete stoop of the little clapboard farmhouse by the side of the road, sitting reading in a gloaming.  That’s a book in her hands. No...

An absolute must read piece, “Stranger” by Stevie doCarmo is a gut punch to the senses. A homage to the ephemeral beauty of strangers, a voyeur’s glance at the sacredness of longing.

Let that flame of rage within you bring your art to life. We want to see the too feral, too political, too angry pieces that smolder in you as the world around us burns.

New Publisher Listing: TrashLight Press (Website) New publisher listing for: TrashLight Press (Website) @trashlightpress.bsky.social (Fiction Poetry Nonfiction Art; non-paying). #WritingCommunity

New publisher listing for: TrashLight Press (Website) @trashlightpress.bsky.social (Fiction Poetry Nonfiction Art; non-paying). #WritingCommunity

Poetry Archives - TrashLight Press

From half-written thoughts to full-blown catharsis—our new NotesApp Series kicks off with three raw, beautiful fragments of human experience.

“After Midnight” by Brittany Mazzatto
“Panfried Apples” by Erin Jamieson
“Vindication” by Jude Jones

Feel their beauty in your bones.

Updated my linktree with my two newest publications @trashlightpress.bsky.social Rejects issue (and first issue ever!) and @kerry767.bsky.social a link to buy Dark Descent Vol 13 featuring my Religious Horror flash 🙏🩸⛪🚗🔗

Child Rapist Cop - TrashLight Press Author’s recitation of piece: He tried to erase me with all the restA pledge to serve and protect, an oath to humanityStewards of The LawSafety for allHe’s a cop, po-po, 5-O“We’re gonna get the guy wh...

TrashLight is hitting new levels of raw today with, “Child Rapist Cop” by Shoshana Ray. @shoshanaraywrites.bsky.social

It’s visceral, it’s raw, it pain bleeding onto the page, and it comes with audio recitation from the author. Check it out now!

Hallway 5 - TrashLight Press “WHOA! STOP!” Albert slammed the Emergency Stop button on the trash compactor. Did he really just see what he thought he saw? Some guy climbing into the compactor? “Cut the power,” he yelled over to D...

“Hallway 5” by Nathan Poole Shannon is live now on TrashLight.

It starts with a guy in a trash compactor but it ends… somewhere else entirely.
There’s a Hallway, a door that shouldn’t exist, a faceless man, and something else. Something … waiting.

TrashLight Press is a fun way to spend quiet moments reading loud words-a beautifully curated collection of art, poetry, fiction and more. Check them out. We all need something feral in our lives! trashlightpress.com #poetry #fiction #writers #readers #art @trashlightpress.bsky.social

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Don't Call It Dinner - TrashLight Press An Arctic blast freezes my face—wind hissing snow sidewaysinto darkness. I tug my Merino beanie over my earsas wind shoves me toward the buildings.Fluorescent lights glow behind glass,figures move ins...

Laura DeHart Young’s “Don’t call it dinner” is a love letter to small goodbyes, bad weather, and even worse coping snacks.

Terribly beautiful touches of life - read them now.

( @lauradehartyoung.bsky.social )

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Our first issue - REJECTS - just dropped!

This is for the ones who keep writing anyway. Who make things even when they get told it’s “too much.”

Thank you to every beautiful soul who brought this to life. We’re just getting started.

Our first full issue releases tomorrow and it’s full of amazing work. Get hyped!!

Retrograde Musings ~ 1.2 - TrashLight Press Everything breaks and turns to shitExcept my titsThose are perfect.Sage and crystals will fix the universeIn amusement, I shake my head to affirm.

everything’s crumbling,
but at least the tits are thriving.

Stephanie Inverso’s “Retrograde Musings ~1.2” is a one-woman sermon on chaos, cleavage, and cosmic nonsense.
Mercury’s in retrograde. Laugh about it.

Chilled Out - TrashLight Press My hatreds have mostly mellowed into distains and disappointments,and I breathe more freely for it.The uncaring, venal attempts againstmy amour propre and well beingseem largely cockroach incursionsra...

most grudges burn out eventually
what’s left is the faint heat of disappointment,
the shrug of knowing you lived through it

Ed Ahern’s “Chilled Out” is a sharp, tired exhale—
a poem for anyone who’s been pissed off long enough
to finally cool down.

While The World Winds Down - TrashLight Press I. Each pale sky troubled with jethaze the old man swept as grassclippings his walk kept, after buzzing edges. He carried a bucket, dustpan, and broom, ready to reject our sunnedface while steel moled...

jet haze in the sky.
plastic eggs in June.
whiskey in the pews.
a hawk with fur in its claw.

“While the world winds down” by Matthew T. Hummer is now live. Read it with the lights low and your teeth clenched, seeing the creeping American decay

A Neighbor - TrashLight Press i sensed she only ever saw what she wanted to seewhat she expected to seethough really she was simply refusing to perceivethe hemorrhagic fever that life can sometimes be for other peopleshe’d decided...

she thought the world worked a certain way.
and for a while, it did.
then truth showed up like rot in a tooth.

“A Neighbor” by Susan Scutti is live now on TrashLight Press.
soft on the outside, treacherous on the inside.

Youth - TrashLight Press She escaped my thoughts only when I played football or surfed, activities requiring skills that came easily to me, while conversation, the skill I really wanted, resembled scaling Everest. We were onl...

In “Youth” by Kim Farleigh, longing crashes into shame, adolescence spirals into obsession, and one golden girl becomes both beacon and blinding eclipse. A story of stumbling love, missed cues, and the kind of emotional fallout that only teenage years and bad beer can ignite.

Heaven - TrashLight Press A lyrical haunting of silenced girlhood, escape, and slow-burning vengeance—where fire, smoke, and memory braid into a final act of reclamation.

A girl unfathered, a mouth sewn shut, a house lit from within by the quiet violence of inheritance. In this scorched and spectral poem, Zickgraf threads fire through silence, and memory through smoke.

It’s not survival—it’s something older. Something slower.

#writingcommunity #poetry #feminist

The Kingdom of My Left Foot - TrashLight Press The little people who live on my left foot have gone to war, marching legions up my left leg to claim the calflands and the hinterland that is my thigh. It’s amusing, really, that such tiny beings are...

Nuclear escalation, but make it dermatological.
The micro-nations on your left foot are at it again—marching, warring, innovating weapons of mass destruction, and somehow dragging your thighs into global conflict.
This is body horror meets geopolitical satire, and it stings.

A Short List of Reasons Why No One Ever Confused Me With William S. Burroughs - TrashLight Press I haven’t shot my wife neither accidentally or otherwise.I didn’t sleep with Allen Ginsberg though I get the feeling he would have liked me.I wasn’t born until he was fifty years old and he was defini...

“Because I talk like a ‘sun-damaged window.’”

In A Short List of Reasons Why No One Ever Confused Me with William S. Burroughs, Philip Athans skewers expectations with razor-sharp wit.

A clever, bittersweet take on identity, legacy, and the absurdity of comparison.

Fresh Start - TrashLight Press Amelia woke slowly. Her ears began working before her eyes did. Her lids lay heavy, heavier than she had ever felt them. Her mouth felt dry and parched, and her head felt as though a weight were press...

The system is broken. And it’s working exactly as intended.

When Amelia wakes up, she learns freedom is a privilege some men still think they own.

A gut-punch of a story about bodily autonomy, state-sanctioned control, and what happens when desperation turns to action.

#writingcommunity #horror

The Last Free Wolf in Scotland - TrashLight Press I – The End They faced him, skulking, their backs arched. They paced, their rough tongues eagerly slipping in and out. They stalked him, crossing each other’s trails like prison guards. They bared the...

A lone wolf, a grieving student, and a rogue rewilding plot.

In The Last Free Wolf in Scotland, JS Apsley intertwines myth and modernity, exploring the wild within and without.

We have officially finalized the lineup for our first issue release and couldn’t be more excited. Over 200 pieces were sent and it was the hardest decision to narrow down the best fit. But we cannot wait to bring it to life now!!!

I bet the mag is run by witches who know what you need to hear 😜

Middle Names Are A Construct - TrashLight Press There are aunts and uncles falling out of every mouth. What I mean is, the leftover cousins from any given family tree are relevant. The creature feature that lies between my name is frankly, undergro...

A name is a spell. A middle name? Just extra syllables in the incantation.

In Middle Names Are A Construct, S. Emily dismantles identity with a smirk and a side of polenta. It’s a fever dream of family, food, and the fragments in between.

IV - TrashLight Press You sit there, and watch, and manage not to grimace as the nurse pierces your skin and slides the slender silver needle in your vein, purplish and puckered after she tied it off with a rubber cord to ...

“A needle, a drip, a haunted house in your veins.”

In IV, Peter J. Stavros delivers a visceral narrative where medical routine meets existential dread.

Frosted Cupcakes & Other Lies About Love - TrashLight Press Seventeen, in love, and disposable. A story of devotion, betrayal, and the friends who stitch you back together when heartbreak tears you apart.

“I was seventeen, which meant six weeks felt like a lifetime.”

In “Frosted Cupcakes & Other Lies About Love”, J.M. Spinelli ( @jillyspins.bsky.social ) serves a raw slice of teenage desire, discomfort, and the bittersweet taste of love gone stale.

#writingcommunity #memoir #litmag