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Read this. Read it now. I am SO serious.

"In star-language, ten demands could explode from a visitor simultaneously, long sounds radiating outwards like blades in night, similar but distinct, all joined at one nucleus of want." ☄️

Cover of ‘Empirical’ by Gita Ralleigh forthcoming from The Braag March 2026

Just had endorsements for my forthcoming poetry pamphlet (published by @thebraag.bsky.social )
from some amazing poets! 🙏🏽🙏🏽🥺🥺

Hope you enjoy them!

Necrosmologies by Anthony Cartwright, Offworld by Kirsten Luckins and Pond by Sarah Westcott

nice little haul from @thebraag.bsky.social :)

braag sale ends tomorrow 10th feb up to 50% off thebraag.co

If you've been thinking about grabbing any books from us, now would be a brilliant time! Our sale ends tomorrow, Feb 10th.

🖤 thebraag.co 🖤

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Wrote this as a companion piece to 'polblar tMolkop' - the poetry pamphlet I have coming out with @thebraag.bsky.social next month.

Critics are calling it 'something I have not read'

Just a few more days left of our sale. It runs until Feb 10th!

These arrived in the post a few days ago, in pretty much perfect condition. Thank you so much!
Looking forward to delving in 🌿

Eeek! Exciting! Thanks so much to @thebraag.bsky.social for publishing this quirky little toucan-y micro of mine ❤️🦜

Our newsletter, out on Sunday, will be revealing our submission themes for the year! Sign up here: buttondown.com/carnyx

Braag chapbook with rosary draped over

Braag chapbook being read by a tin toucan

NEW BRAAG MICROS - up at thebraag.co/shop

👼 The Annual Convention of Most Gentle and Virtuous Saints by Heather Chapman.

🦜 Toucan by Jessica Boatright.

My mistake, it was £13. Why on earth has it gone up by £37 in six years?

When we started the Braag in 2020 it was an £18 filing fee for our yearly confirmation statement for the companies house. They just announced it's going up to £50. Jesus bloody Christ.

Carmen et Error Submissions Open All February Poetry, 40 lines. Flash fiction up to 400 words. carmenerror.com

We're here for ur weird!

Subs open the whole month of Feb, read the subs guidelines on the website or I'll USE YOUR BONES TO MAKE MY BREAD ❤️

A rough linocut of a goose with an elongated snakelike neck, it has smoke curling from its nostrils and is walking away from a burning building

A group of rats is a mischief After the Chicago Rat Hole baybee you rat, you chicago rat, chi c a g o rat hole of rats ra t’s rats, whole rats, con crete rats, accident of tim e rat, a rat’s time is two years or so, they have many children and rich social lives, rats are capable of jealousy, ra ts become more resilient when they drive tiny cars, a happy rat bruxes, a rat is capa ble of the most resplendent joy, d omestic rats grieve their cage mate s, rats have been known to chew thro o u g h concrete, to live happily in walls, to j u d i ciously leave sinking ships, to undergo awful t ragedies, rats which become entangled by their tails are called rat kings, but the country of rats is a republic, reached only through scurrying, i t does not belong to a map but inside the domed rodent ey e which owns all it sees.

I make weird lino prints, poems in the shape of the Chicago rat hole and through @thebraag.bsky.social I publish people's books and make handmade chapbooks of their words ❤️

Yep, that's absolutely fine! Send postage costs to thebraagcic@gmail.com and pop an email over with your address and I'll get those sent straight out to you.

As of this morning we still have:

3 x Pond (eco-poetry and trying to re-create the nonhuman language of a pond)
and 1x Gannota (Ukranian fairytale/re-imagining of Lesya Ukrainka)

As of this morning we still have:

3 x Pond (eco-poetry and trying to re-create the nonhuman language of a pond)
and 1x Gannota (Ukranian fairytale/re-imagining of Lesya Ukrainka)

Ah, I'm sorry! It got claimed.

Yep, that's absolutely fine! Send postage costs to thebraagcic@gmail.com and pop an email over with your address and I'll get those sent straight out to you.

Damaged Braag Books (minor visible scuffs) up for grabs for the cost of postage only! £2.50 for up to three books via paypal (UK).

We've got
5 x Sarah Westcott's Pond
4 x Sarah Royston's Fernseed
1 x Andrew Cartwright's Necrosmologies
1 x Nina Murray's Gannota

Comment to claim 💚

Would recommend picking up Necrosmologies while its on sale (or even if it wasn't)...alternate realities, strange creatures and an industrial setting, what more could you want?

This one still makes me feel all the feels. So grateful to @thebraag.bsky.social for giving this poem a platform.

We only do sales very rarely, but I'll be ordering some new print runs soon and would love to make up a little bit of under desk space before I do 💚

We're having a sale at thebraag.co/shop, with up to 50% off a whole BUNCH of our titles, including work by @timothyfox.bsky.social,
@sarahbwestcottpoet.bsky.social
@sarahkat.bsky.social
Kirsten Luckins, Nina Murray, & Anthony Cartwright ✨

💚 Sale ends February 10th 💚

Issue 14.5 - Carmen et Error Poison HighwaysBy Evelyn Pae the giant snails burned through miles of shrubland in a single day. their slime killed plants and insects when wet, then dried into a calcaereous husk perfect for driving ...

Issue 14.5 is here at carmenerror.com?page_id=636, with more work selected by @chadpie.bsky.social featuring

🐌 Evelyn Pae
⏳ @shanaross.bsky.social
🐻 Katrinka Moore
🏠 Reece Sterling Alexander

They call them corpse roads, coffin paths. They call them wraith ways, lych lanes. Routes carved into the land by those grief-heavy feet coming from outlying places to distant churches for burial. Death as procession, death as ritual journey. A haunted hodology. – Dr. M. Benn

Shirley Jackson was right. No live organism can exist sanely for long under conditions of absolute reality.

Truly amazing things are happening in Poetry

Let’s make one thing clear: polblar tmolkop by Andrew Blair is not an endorsement of the 2009 film Paul Blart: Mall Cop. If anything, it is an explanation. One that defies explanation itself. In a series of experimental, ludic poems.