Oneg In The Arctic

Joined June 2019

318 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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Today A Kid Died.
Today a kid died. An unlucky out-of-the-blue accident. He was seven. He was out doing what he loved with the people who loved him.
By Oneg In The Arctic2 years ago in Poets
You Drip Down My-
I picture you atop cotton candy ice cream Light like sprinkled chocolate flakes You melt sugar upon my tongue Taste buds flooded by your sweet essence
By Oneg In The Arctic2 years ago in Poets
Two Sides of the Same Coin
Dragon’s eyes kiss the ring with its piercing gaze, While everything around is lit ablaze. Such jewel, precious gem, true brilliance intensified,
By Oneg In The Arctic2 years ago in Poets
Your Absence Echoes
Since you have left, I’ve been stricken by the harrowing realization that, Love, like fire, cannot grow when suffocated, Enclosed in a chamber, it is snuffed out,
By Oneg In The Arctic2 years ago in Poets
Cut From a Different Cloth
Suckle softly on the breast that feeds the rebel, In time everything will change, Like whiplash as you try to, Ease the ache built into your spinal cord since,
By Oneg In The Arctic2 years ago in Poets
If tomorrow starts without me
If tomorrow starts without me Know that I reached my best point That I exited stage left on a good note It even surprised me
By Oneg In The Arctic2 years ago in Poets
A Countdown to Life
They tell you to read all the books and follow the mom-fluencers and go to the classes. But I don’t think anything could have really prepared me for that moment of your water breaking. The moment we had been counting down to was finally here and we were going to be parents!
By Oneg In The Arctic2 years ago in Families
James & Oneg’s Summer Writing Extrav-again-za!. Top Story - August 2024.
Guess who’s back? Back again? Shady’s back. Tell a friend. Actually, it’s not Slim Shady, just our shady weird ass summer writing EXTRAV-AGAIN-ZA!
By Oneg In The Arctic2 years ago in Motivation
Marceline & The Ice King
You were my protector sad ice man Saved me from rubble and the damned Carried on heavy shoulders But then you broke my heart
By Oneg In The Arctic2 years ago in Poets
You Litter Me Endless
I collect tears in cracked mugs, call it “The Water Recycling Program” Think I am bursting river Teeming with fish and life
By Oneg In The Arctic2 years ago in Poets
like furniture bearing the brunt. Content Warning.
Spilt coffee stains the breakfast table Where steamy sex and heated fists Built a cracked routine, both moist As blood, cum, and coffee
By Oneg In The Arctic2 years ago in Poets
Letters to Queer Youth Challenge Winners
When I was growing up, I knew that I was different from those around me. I was a “tomboy” who secretly thought I looked so pretty in dresses. I never understood how girls around found guys hot, yet I wanted to be one. Sometimes I’d wear my dad’s button-down shirts, or pack. And sometimes I loved getting my hair done. I strived to find where I fit into, and yet my existence was always fluid. If only I knew that was okay, normal, valid.
By Oneg In The Arctic2 years ago in Pride