Oneg In The Arctic

Joined June 2019

315 stories

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A queer storyteller and poet of arctic adventures, good food, identity, mental health, and more.

Co-founder of Queer Vocal Voices

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Why is Cutting Vegetables So Much Fucking Work
Let me start this off by saying, fuck the word “diet”. Nobody got time for the stigma ‘round that word. Here we use “menu”, because we’re classy as fuck. And I’m a fancy ass chef feeding my good gut bacteria and killin’ off that candida overgrowth.
By Oneg In The Arcticabout a year ago in Feast
Candida is Kicking All of Our Asses
My armpits are flaring red, my stomach is bloated like a balloon, and I am filled to the brim with YEAST. Just shove me in an oven and watch me rise like the motherfuckin’ loaf of bread I am.
By Oneg In The Arcticabout a year ago in Longevity
The Time for Freedom Has Come
”Oh Jeff…I love you too…but… I just can’t suppress who I am anymore, you have to understand.” “You’re making me think you’re some alien in disguise, Lucy. Just spit it out.”
By Oneg In The Arcticabout a year ago in Fiction
Never Be Afraid to Sound a Lil' Silly
Have you ever taken a walnut out for a test drive They look like they'd make such comfy little buses with lil' coffee cup holders
By Oneg In The Arcticabout a year ago in Poets
Grape Juice on the Page. Top Story - December 2024.
Dip pen in grape juice Watch it splotch down ungracefully, drunk Like a writer who choked back too many words But still managed to blurt out all the right things at the wrong times
By Oneg In The Arcticabout a year ago in Poets
A Lesson from Nature a Little to the Left
I am twisted in a sense of festivity and detachment A feeling remedied by the ever-lasting sun coupled with the really good salsa I ate last night
By Oneg In The Arcticabout a year ago in Poets
Can You Imagine It
Us queers, we know how to laugh Throw shade, make the best damn juiciest turkey Our spirits, bright like that tree that's been decorated in all shades
By Oneg In The Arcticabout a year ago in Poets
Let's Get Nasty
Take a topic, spin it around a tree Hope for the scent of pine or loose needs to merge into This catastrophe Of a poet who hates poetry
By Oneg In The Arcticabout a year ago in Poets
Love Me, Vampire
Offer me vermillion-bright eyes Teeth so pearly-white they keep the howling moon up at night A desire so frightening it freezes me in your embrace
By Oneg In The Arcticabout a year ago in Poets
to where the word leads
Drown poetry in ink Bleed out words like accidental splotches A pen imploding, leaking A page torn in two A writer sits unsure of the direction best taken
By Oneg In The Arcticabout a year ago in Poets
To My Favorite Person
Dear Safta, Yamileth and I played your card game a few nights ago. I won. We hadn't played in a while; life tends to get in the way. You know how it is.
By Oneg In The Arcticabout a year ago in Humans
If Only I Ran Faster (Con't)
To read the first part of this story click here. I was told that I would never be enough for her. A mere attendant. A maid. A commoner.
By Oneg In The Arcticabout a year ago in Pride