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 2020, the Maenad

From the Bone Garden (unpublished) 

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Alienation & Hue

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 Most recent  published work - Alienation & Hue in Unstable , available from Querencia Press.   Two images from Unstable (2025 Querencia Press) Unstable (2025, Querencia Press) If you wish to support the artist  patreon ko.fi  itch.io pay pal  venmo also my most recent collection is still available, electronically and in print, from kith books Flying the Jolly Scarlet, Gambling with the Gods:  Depositions on Capitalism, Piracy, Death, Money, Sex, and Work Print e book My erotic liberation collection the Ishtar Cycle , published in 2021 by Lupercalia press is now available from our online stores patreon link   Ko Fi link Socials  BSky   Instagram    
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Bone Garden Station Ident

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  Gwendolyn Harper (She/They) sometimes writing as the Maenad is the author of The Ishtar Cycle (2021), and Flying the Jolly Scarlet Gambling with the Gods (2023) Their anthology work has appeared in Unstable!, True Grit, Bone Milk Vol 2 and Vulcanalia 21. Work has appeared at ZiN Daily, Writers Resist, 365 Tomorrows, the World History Encyclopedia, Beyond the Underground, and Cream Scene Carnival. She has also been published in the Fahmidan Journal, Corporeal, Troublemaker Firestarter, and Engendered. Best of the Net Nominee 2023. Columnist at Cream Scene Carnival. They have read for the Farside Review. Founder/publisher Dreaming Gynoid Studio, author of the Galaxy Black RPG Editor & Publisher of the Sub-ether zine since 2020 A queer, disabled, angry punk Goddess, Gwendolyn writes about trauma, sex, politics, pop culture, science fiction, history, space, and sex work. They have lived experience of homelessness, intimate partner violence, drug abuse and addiction as we...
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2023

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  ... Has been a long hard trip. I’ve had … other years as challenging as this one. 2001 when I left Texas, 2004 when I had to leave university (and San Angelo, where my kid was) as I had no where else to live, and of course 2008 when I moved to California and lost my fucking mind. All of these, rough, some voluntary, some not, hard times of ungentle transition. Many bridges are burning, even though I did not light them. All I had to do was insist on my boundaries and my needs, and let those who would not – could not – respect this, find the door out of my life. And like some of those years, this has been among the worst years of my life. It wasn’t *all* bad of course. I’ve grown, tremendously, I’ve done actual metric fuckloads of self-work this year. (You may not think it but it takes quite a bit of self-knowledge and even more courage for the Queen of Excess to admit and acknowledge when she is overstimulated.) I published my second collection, this one a CNF/Poe...
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