Maia Gadwall the metAlchemist
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I fell in love with speculative fiction and poetry many years ago, but I have precious little time to write any. Then, I went crazy and started a cult called metAlchemy, or meta alchemy. I revere energy of all brands, esp. good, kind chaos.
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If They Could See US Now…. Content Warning.
I’m not going to pretend these men were without their own flaws; they were racist to a one and each have a coffer of sins to himself. However, they were able to set aside their bigotry enough to land on the right side of history when it counted most. Their words roused a nation of patriots against tyranny and oppression, and it’s not hard to see what Patrick Henry, Abraham Lincoln, and F.D.R. would say if they could see us now — bending the knee to a tyrant in the hallowed halls of the Capitol…
By Maia Gadwall the metAlchemist9 months ago in The Swamp
How Vocal Helped Me Publish My Breakout Poetry Collection. Top Story - May 2023.
As an author and poet, publishing my first collection, My Ku: Haiku and Variations, is a significant milestone in my career. This collection of haikus and variations showcases my passion for poetry and it only seemed right to give credit where it's due.
By Maia Gadwall the metAlchemist3 years ago in Poets
Good Mourning
Don't sit up too fast. Being dead will really take it out of you. Sorry. I guess I should have eased into that reveal a bit. I just started on the welcome committee and you're my first arrival so congratulations and condolences are both in order.
By Maia Gadwall the metAlchemist3 years ago in Fiction
My Apologies
Dear Members of this Forum, I'm John, and I'm writing this letter to apologize to all of you for the actions of my wife. You see, I've recently found out that my wife is a vampire—the vampire that's been plaguing this community for years and the reason so many of your loved ones disappeared without a trace. I loved her with all my heart, and I thought she was the most amazing wife and partner anyone could ever have. I never even suspected that she was a monster.
By Maia Gadwall the metAlchemist3 years ago in Horror
My Darling J
To my darling J, I think I can hear the birds singing and you just left for work on a Monday (nothing to write home about) and I'm sitting at my desk looking at the corner where the wall meets the window and don't you think that's a little like love?
By Maia Gadwall the metAlchemist3 years ago in Poets
