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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The Solitude of The Chupacabra. Top Story - March 2026.
Many say that the Chupacabra is a rather recent and modern tale, a mangy coyote or rabied dog. Some point out that it’s just twisted evolution. But very few know the true backstory of the shapeshifter that led to the bloodsucking legend. And perhaps once you will come to know and understand more, you might “forget” a few cattle out to wander.
By Oneg In The Arctic3 days ago in Fiction
Just Another Day in 2026
Background: sirens wail Spring of bloom and destruction Background: birds chirp on
By Oneg In The Arctic6 days ago in Poets
Women, Every Day
Do you know how much blood we shed Involuntarily, grief, loss, life, by the ounces. Or how much blood pours out of us,
By Oneg In The Arctic8 days ago in Poets
Wrapped in a Breath for Just a Moment
paint me orange dip me in butter tuck gently in puff pastry roll my warm like croissant it is time to slow down slow down
By Oneg In The Arctic17 days ago in Poets
Dipped in Candle Wax. Top Story - February 2026.
After the show, at the end of the day My heart sinks deeper into surrounding tissue My essence molds itself back into existence
By Oneg In The Arcticabout a month ago in Poets
Cause We're on Top of The World, Dude
“We are the world, dude. Everything around us is just us on the outside.” “What?” “Like the trees dude, they’re just us but like stick figures with bushy-ass hair”
By Oneg In The Arctic2 months ago in Fiction
Awakening Duality
Each morning song remnants cycle through half-opened eyelids (incomplete playlist) Mangled words linger on fingertips still desensitized by dissipating dreams (unfinished)
By Oneg In The Arctic2 months ago in Poets
The Ferocity of Wind
Have you ever seen the east arctic wind blaze through The ground an ocean floor, waves of frozen vapor slithering Ice snaking between thrice-covered stones and knee-high foliage
By Oneg In The Arctic2 months ago in Poets
Weathering the Storm
raspy lullaby lashes dawn snowflake crowns, sleep cradled in safe arms
By Oneg In The Arctic2 months ago in Poets
Joo'
I place my ear to the side of the metal bed frame Wait Listen Focus on the clanging that reverbrates between the poles
By Oneg In The Arctic2 months ago in Poets
Winter’s Cabin
shaking through desire cold toes, moan-, fireplace backdrop your heat, my blanket
By Oneg In The Arctic2 months ago in Poets
ta'ammul. Top Story - January 2026.
When I was about 7 or 8, I planted a tree on a land that’s not mine. It was part of a program, or perhaps, just a holiday inspired by colonization
By Oneg In The Arctic2 months ago in Poets