Split Lip Magazine's Monarch Queer Literary Awards, 2026 nominees.

Poetry nominees. Ally Ang, "From Holes We Emerged, and Into Holes We Shall Return." Alex Bortell, "Cruising in the Motor City." Séamus Isaac Fey, "Tove's Cento: Youth." Max Pasakorn, "Ghazal for My Gay Ass." C. Russell Price, "Bisquick's Dance Break."

Fiction nominees. Thomas Kearnes, "I Will Forget His Voice." Neeru Nagarajan, "Deadheading." Creative Nonfiction nominees. Ciara Alfaro, "Beauty Mark." Dante Fuoco, "We've Got War to Cover."

🎉 We're thrilled to share our nominees for the 2026 Monarch Queer Literary Awards! ✨ 🎉 buff.ly/FS2olmv

It's a great day to announce Split Lip's nominees for the first ever MONARCH QUEER LITERARY AWARDS! Congratulations @theoceanisgay.bsky.social @poonaikaari.bsky.social @sfeycreates.bsky.social @maxpasakorn.bsky.social & MORE!

"Youth costs, and I’ve always kept up
on the price. When I turn eighteen the world
will be different in every way. Outside,"

This time last year, we published @sfeycreates.bsky.social TOVE'S CENTO: YOUTH. Find it in the archives: buff.ly/nmAx8qs

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Did you catch our Best of the Net 2026 nominees? 🙌 Learn more about nominee @sfeycreates.bsky.social's poetry & favorite Mario Party character right here: buff.ly/zo3YLLV

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Happy Monday, fam! Check out our interview with poet @sfeycreates.bsky.social for a glimpse into his process, including tarot cards, Tove Ditlevsen, and divine inspiration. buff.ly/I36aILR

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Listen. We had to do it to you

Have used this calendar for the last two years to great success. But really, @taylorbyas.bsky.social and @sfeycreates.bsky.social, a limerick? You're putting us through our paces on Day 1 to make something meaningful from that.

The form calendar for National Poetry Month is hereeee, courtesy of myself and @sfeycreates.bsky.social! Follow along with us next month to get some poems written, to have some fun, and to be in community together!

⚡️ZINE LUNCH!⚡️ presents “Garden,” a free, virtual workshop with Séamus Isaac Fey this Friday, December 20 at 12 PM EST.

Learn more and register at the link in our bio!

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Pushcart Nominees: Poetry: Séamus Isaac Fey Arah Ko Memoir: Kasey Butcher Santana Jeff Wood Fiction: Kiik Araki-Kawaguchi Kayla Lightner

We are so grateful to have received so much gorgeous work this year that made this such a difficult decision. Here they are, our fabulous nominees for the 2025 Pushcart Prize! Congratulations to the nominees! https://buff.ly/4fw1T28

Poet Spotlight: Séamus Isaac Fey, ‘Decompose’ - Our Culture Séamus Isaac Fey (he/they) is a Trans writer from Chicago. Currently, he is the poetry editor at Hooligan Magazine, and co-creative director at Rock Pocket Productions. His debut poetry collection, de...

Interview with Our Culture mag is out today. Honored for the chance to interview with them and answer their impeccable questions.
ourculturemag.com/2024/11/18/p...

I know it’s only November but I thought about the poem-a-day calendar me and @sfeycreates.bsky.social are going to put together for April and got excited.

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LAST CALL to catch our OCTOBER ISSUE before it hits the archive! Thanks again to our AMAZING contributors 💕 https://buff.ly/2Z36noR

WORDS: Kayla Lightner @cedarchromatic.bsky.social @leahkorican.bsky.social @sfeycreates.bsky.social
ART: Drie Chapek
PLUS: Lizzie Lawson interviews Lilly Dancyger

Thank you!

Unclean I hope I feel whole again come summer. I put everything you wrote me away, and the little knick knacks, even the rocks you picked for me on hikes. Even the rocks. There's a spot on the mirror where you wrote you are perfect, which of course I erased, but after a long shower, its shadow came for a visit. I tried to wipe it away. No luck. You made me unclean again. In lieu of crumbling, I cocked my head back and said Thanks, bro. There will be a day where I don't hear you in every soft melody, man. The side of the bed you liked to sleep on won't seem so separate to me, pal. I locked the door between us this time. Somewhere out there you're looking at the same sky as me. That'll have to be enough, dude.

Poem by Séamus Isaac Fey (@sfeycreates.bsky.social). ❤️

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🍂 Join us in welcoming our OCTOBER ISSUE 🍂 https://buff.ly/2Z36noR

LOVE to our contributors💗
WORDS: Kayla Lightner, @cedarchromatic.bsky.social, @sfeycreates.bsky.social, Leah Korican
ART: Drie Chapek
PLUS: @lizziemlawson.bsky.social interviews @lillydancyger.bsky.social

I want to text you but I'm tired of looking at screens & I hate to be negative here, but I know how this goes: you marvel at the morsels of sun between my fingers, I find a lucky penny in your attention. You seem grounded—but people always do. Even earth is shaken with a shift of plates. & you can't be dirt to me. You can bring some though, & I'll bring some. But my thing is, where do I get the seed? Or what do we plant instead? I want less diagrams & more carbonation. I want to stop mourning you before we've met. Give me your shoelace, anything, I'll plant it. Or—we will,

I want to stop mourning you / before we’ve met.

séamus isaac fey (@sfeycreates.bsky.social)

Iowa City, 5/7

See you soon San Francisco

I have three new poems in the May/June issue of American Poetry Review!

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Everyone calls me their husband but no one is next to me when I wake up from the nightmares. Briefly, I consider the possibility of being a third in a relationship. Not to have sex with anyone, but to maybe hold hands with two people who adore me. After pondering on that more, I realize that means I just want parents, which, unfortunately, checks out. Taylor says when I'm really upset I avoid the question and make a lot of jokes. But, Taylor, have you seen the weather? It's raining in LA. I've been laughing so much these days.

Poem by @sfeycreates.bsky.social
(from: decompose)

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