Elena Zhang

Elena Zhang

@ezhang77.bsky.social

Writer | Chicago | Work in HAD, X-R-A-Y, Wigleaf + more | Pushcart Prize and BotN nom | Best Microfiction ‘24, '25, '26 https://elenalzhang.wordpress.com/writing/

1,096 Followers 843 Following 1,265 Posts Joined Aug 2023
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I originally thought the phrase was "lake forever problems" and i was very confused

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Gooseberry Pie Lit-Annual Writing Competition - Gooseberry Pie Lit Magazine Photo by Ryutaro Tsukata: pexels.com It’s almost April which means National Gooseberry Month is just around the corner. In celebration we are having our third annual writing contest with $1,100.00 in ...

Check out the @gooseberrypielit.bsky.social Annual Writing Competition! Very excited to be this year's judge. You can read my prompt and more about the competition. Yay! 🎉🎉🎉
gooseberry-pie.com/gooseberry-p...

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Great pampa finch bird sketched in colored pencil

Happy Friday the 13th

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Some news, as the kids used to say!!

My debut flash fiction chapbook, CALL MY BODY A CAUTIONARY TALE, will be published by @thirtywestph.com this Fall!

Folklore! speculative fiction! ghost stories! sad girls!

I cannot wait for it to be out in the world 💜☠️💃👩‍💻

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Long tailed tit bird on cherry blossom branch sketched in colored pencil

Bird and blooms

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We are excited to announce the results of our 2026 microfiction competition. Thank you to everyone who entered. You can read the winning & highly commended stories here: www.nationalflashfictionday.co.uk/index.php/ne...

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w i g l e a f :  (very) short fiction An online journal of very short fictions -- under 1000 words.

Making up for days off with this absolutely stellar new story by Cathy Ulrich, “I Am Eating Bread and Crying on the Floor”: wigleaf.com

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Blue tit bird sketched in colored pencil

This blue tit looks like a little nerd

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Poem up this week with incredible voice and such lovely, striking imagery. Take a seat, hug a pillow if you need to, and enjoy "Closure" by Ashley Varela

Link: dishsoap-quarterly.com/3-10-26

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Mug, cherry pie, cafe sign, owl, curtains, trees, heart necklace, the arm tree, 3d glasses, sketched in colored pencil

Twin Peaks doodle

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😮 Have not been motivated to write for a long time until now…

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California quail bird and blue flowers sketched in colored pencil

California quail doodle

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3 days ago

Loved this!

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One of my favorite things I've written in the past year.

So excited to see it in @hexliterary.bsky.social!

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California quail bird and blue flowers sketched in colored pencil

California quail doodle

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Yellow throated warbler and purple tulips sketched in colored pencil

Yellow throated warbler and tulips

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Yellow throated warbler and purple tulips sketched in colored pencil

Yellow throated warbler and tulips

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So good!!

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Psyched to have a new story at @theforge.bsky.social today, about hosting Jesus for dinner 🥣

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Conkers

Once, you smuggled home some of the blue stones that marked the graves beyond the hedge. For the time you secretly held them, pressing indentations in your palm, they seemed like hardened lumps of water, the possibility of transformation. You might become something else, like the dead. The kids swing horse chestnut seeds, bigger than marbles, from a string. The object is to bash open the wrinkled meat inside. But when they swing and miss, they seem to be knocking at an invisible door that hangs between them, and that is worse. You have your own game, and you must play it quietly in your mind, just as the dead must swim in the field alone, each in their own rectangular pool.
The rules are: count the sides of the rectangles. Graves.
Gravestones. The rules are: if you don't count, you'll die. When the seeds of the maple tree whirl to the street, you peel the wing apart to find a moist green brain with the idea of a tree enclosed in its folds. Maybe the seed in your brain will never become anything. But there is magic in the game that barricades the door from opening

When you read some phrases, you know you'll remember it forever. Here's one: "you peel the wing apart to find a moist green brain with the idea of a tree enclosed in its folds."

"Conkers" by Cynthia Marie Hoffman. What a poem.

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i actually think "books should be difficult and somewhat painful to read and you are Bettering Yourself through Struggle" is a worse attitude for mass literacy than "I have specific preferences and like reading a lot of fun stories" tbh

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Dan Beachy-Quick

#smallpoemsunday
@tomsnarsky.bsky.social

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Red bike in front of fence with yellow and pink flowers, sketched in colored pencil

Bike doodle

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6 days ago

Ah ok, thanks!

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Thanks!

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Very dumb question but are you allowed to sell author copies of your chapbook?

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Splendid fairy wren bird with blue tail and yellow flowers, sketched in colored pencil

A splendid fairywren

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NEW POEMS BY ME!!!!

big thanks to @bulbregion.bsky.social for including this batch and another to come soon

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Sparrow bird sticking its tongue out sketched in colored pencil

Sparrow being a little stinker

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