I’ve got new work up in Luna Luna Mag’s issue!!
So grateful to be a part of something so dark and beautiful!
Check it out!
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Celestial Bodies / Earthbound Wounds was created from a need to explore. A need to immerse myself in mythology and space.
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Bringing together my favorite mythos with each of their namesakes in the cosmos took quite a bit of research and a whole lot of suspending disbelief. Celestial Bodies is ultimately a journey that I would love for you to join me on.
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“Since my inception, I have struggled with conventions and notions pressed up against me like scorching branding irons. I no longer want to be prey.”
Available now from @whitestagpub.bsky.social
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“Invoking an #ethereal cosmogony, Sadee’s words wander the wide universe, weaving a rich tapestry of rebirth and wonder.—Its unbelievably powerful imagery and crescendos of emotion will linger with you long after your eyes leave the page.” - Sarah Klein
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i've been sitting on this essay for a while. it's long, but worth a read, imo.
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Join Sadee Bee for a night of reading ahead of the release of Celestial Bodies / Earthbound wounds with @whitestagpub.bsky.social Sadee will read previously unpublished selections and answer questions about the process of it together!
Links you know where!
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Join the journey, enjoy the #ritual
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Join Sadee Bee for a night of reading ahead of the release of Celestial Bodies / Earthbound wounds with @whitestagpub.bsky.social Sadee will read previously unpublished selections and answer questions about the process of it together!
Links you know where!
#poetry #indielit
Thank you as well to everyone who submitted cover art. A special mention to our shortlisted artists, Laurie Avadis, @sadeebee.bsky.social and @sarahleavesley.bsky.social , whose pieces will appear throughout the issue as inside heading artwork.
Teasers from Issue 6 coming soon!
Cover Reveal 13.03.26 L. Duthie The centre shows the cover of Issue 6, Spring 26, Underbelly Press. The image is of a cat staring head on, licking its lips.
I'm delighted to reveal the cover of Underbelly Press Issue 6, ahead of its release in just one week, 13.03.26!
Thank you to the brilliant L. Duthie, whose gorgeous shot is the cover of this issue. @darkonelf.bsky.social
“Guided by the gods of the Greek pantheon & the wandering comets & planets that bear their names, the speaker drifts between myth & memory, body & starfield. Each poem bends language into something luminous & raw, passionate & tender.”
Join the journey, enjoy the #ritual
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Bee’s Print of the Month Club!
More of this guys story will be shared via the snail mail mailer when you sign up!
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Hey all! I’m trying something new this year. A print of the month club! Yes, I am also an artist. Consider checking it out. For five bucks a month you get a print mailed directly from me and other possible goodies!
First print is live to view once you subscribe
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New work out with @fifthwheelpress.bsky.social!!
Check out my piece and all the other wonderful work in Effervescent!
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hi humans of bluesky. we are worried we were perhaps unclear: @sadeebee.bsky.social's call is seeking ERASURE POETRY. we've loved reading other interpretations of this call, but they're not quite what we're after this time around!
reading that poem again 💖
All of Our Mothers are Dead by @eleanorball.bsky.social
find it here ⬇️
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Sunday Snippets You could not erase me–could not take all–the parts–pieces–filling, and reduce them–to nothing. I would not–let you–consume me–inch by inch–until your fill was had. So–instead–you viewed me–spoiled–rancid. Devoid of–the flavor–you needed. Easier–to see me–all I am–as poison–than the–delicacy–you once–craved. Delicacy Sadee Bee Text is on a black background. In the bottom right corner, there is an image of a mouth, parted, showing the top and bottom row of teeth.
This week’s Sunday Snippet serves up Delicacy by @sadeebee.bsky.social
A sharp, visceral piece, it questions what happens when desire turns spoiled & what remains when someone refuses to be devoured.
Find it in Issue 4.
Friendly reminder submissions for Issue 5 are open until Sept 26!
"demure? more like demonic [+ TikTok video notes]" by tommy wyatt blake (@tommywyattblake.bsky.social)
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New work out in @maudlin_house !
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Reflections by Sadee Bee
art by renato_
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5 days until blog subs close! we'll be reopening at the end of sept for @sadeebee.bsky.social's "Erasing You" call and then again in november for @cavar.bsky.social's "Alterhuman/Multispecies" call, but this is your last chance to send unthemed work for a while!
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The 2025 Best of the Net Anthology is now live! Read work from this year's winners and see the full list of finalists here! bestofthenetanthology.com
I have been told over and over again, in so many ways, and in so many actions—that I am simply hard to love.
At what point do I stop believing it?
cover: A pink and black molotov cocktail on a background of blue. the title and authors name appear in a sharp peaked gothic font in white and black respectively. text: and at what point do i hold the power to grab the system by its clavicle and rupture back? poem after and undisclosed meme about my pronouns august 19th pre-orders are OPEN kithbooks.com
the following poem appears in a white rectangle on a pink background. ia black handled chef's knife is stabbed through the bottom edge, handle up and point down. text: poem for the cishet woman who says including transmasc people in “women’s” issues isn’t relatable to her personally this is a focus group. focus on identifying five things i can see, four i can touch. focus on the cursor as it slides over the camera button, switches it off. focus on the way she says i hope you don’t take this as offensive, but after i say the menopause website we’re all looking at doesn’t feel trans-friendly. recalibrate; losing focus. don’t focus on the way i feel, the way she doesn’t realize she swatted me down like an attack helicopter would fall if struck by such a blow. don’t focus on all twenty people who said nothing and kept talking about the hot pink web design. focus on the talking-to my boss says is coming for her. focus on the email from my other queer coworker sending love from her gay little corner of the world. focus on quitting this job in a few months, anyway. this is a focus group—focus on collecting my gift card compensation. focus on a future without cis nonsense.
the following poem appears in a white rectangle on a blue background. breaking up through the bottom edge of the image is the top half of a pink and black molotov cocktail poem from my deathbed i wish i had kicked. i wish i had screamed. i wish i had yelled the words fuck off far more, for so many more people deserved them. i wish i had carved they into my right breast, them into my left, and worn my deepest v-neck. i wish i had found a vessel for all this wrath before i came to lie here, listing it all off like this is confession and anyone who will listen is an eager- eared soothsayer on the other side of a partition. i wish being trans didn’t come with a side of people so uncomfortable with themselves, they have to project it onto others. i wish i didn’t have to shut up about it to maintain any modicum of respect the average cis person has for me. i wish i didn’t have to say i use any pronouns to dull the sting of a misplaced she. i wish anyone in office gave a damn, but they don’t. i wish the words enshrined protections extended to me, to us. i wish the fact weren’t, but it is.
a black handled, white bladed chef's knife, lies blade up on a pink background above the following text. text: A vibrant trans celebration, with gasoline is a Molotov thrown at heteropatriachy that ignites a vicious fire. Defiantly calling to attention ordinary and extraordinary transphobia, this collection bares its teeth at the world and refuses to take “no” for an answer. The author's succinct and biting language gives their anger a beautiful clarity that resonates beside their unending resolve for embodying trans joy. If apathy and despair are getting the better of you in these times, with gasoline is the fuel you need to rebirth your phoenix. Sarah Klein, author of Mast Cell Mathematics: A Chronic Illness Calculus with gasoline offers an explosive bouquet of occasional poems for uncommon times, whether after cruel executive orders, during frustrating focus group conversations, or perilous moments that demand one's survival instincts. Their poems’ propulsive engine is fueled by righteous anger, moral clarity, and political courage. raum takes aim at transphobes, billionaires, bootlickers, boomers, and milquetoast liberals alike—in other words becoming “your worst fucking nightmare”—to help us envision instead a future of trans liberation. Evelyn Berry, author of Grief Slut and T4T
nat raum pushes back against the sanitized polite, pliable, & otherwise "perfect" trans ideal deemed acceptable by society—if, and when, they are accepted at all—with poems that highlight the righteous, the cruel, and the ugly of existing in a cis het patriarchal world
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I have plenty of copies left from my event. If you would like a copy (shipped US), order here!!
First 16 orders receive a limited edition bookplate!!
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AHHHHHHH ITS RELEASE DAY!!!!
