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Oh fuck yeah I wanna be a metal girl / with metal in my skull, veins, spine!! -- big leather stomper crushing my head/pedal // wanna go fast -- hypersonic superspeed: shed shitbox aluminum for steel to rival / god’s design: rudimentary, uninspired stock product // + flash titanium at pretty muscleboys, tongue on teeth -- being so deliciously artificial + freefalling across hot asphalt // fuck biology, biological lovers worship my divine intervention! + I ooze oil gallons from my gorgeous girl orifices // what power, what elegance,, what flesh? does a girl like me no good / when my tangled wire veins glow: LED angels in the nightlife -- automated billboard advertising unlimited metamorphosis ++ weary flesh can’t resist this: automaton temptation // crack open, vivisection split / at evergreen light; birth fluids slick city streets -- let’s floor it / hydroplane into reincarnation



j ambrose writes weird, queer, and filthy stories and poetry. It is an agender creature and professional college drop-out, who finds the juiciest inspiration in all workings of the flesh. You can find his work in Vast Chasm Magazine, Hungry Shadow Press, or the dreaded thing himself on Tumblr @caninebrainz or his website.
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16 Mar 2026

The garden is the resting place of your vulnerabilities; there’s a reason you’ve left them here instead of carrying them with you. Typically you enter hardened and hurried, beelining straight for the correct plot and quickly releasing whatever is clutched in your hand without a second thought—today, an attempted weaving of leather and lace, strength and suppleness that your body cannot figure out how to wear, nor your words to narrate.
If you say there are rats, I will believe you, though I don’t hear or see them.
A ruffling of branches as they resettle for the night. We dare not ask why they are here.
Spec Fic and the Politics of Identity 
As part of a collective of African writers who have created an Afrocentric Sauútiverse of five planets, two suns and a spirit moon, a world of science and fantasy, where there is no written language, we play with technology and sound magic to scrutinise the world as we know it, and use speculative fiction as a response to our world. 
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Podcast read by: Jenna Hanchey
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