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Writing Prompts for Threshold Times
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'In this world I kept happening' — poetry by Oladejo Abdullah Feranmi
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'In this world I kept happening' — poetry by Oladejo Abdullah Feranmi
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'the azaleas all make gruel out of me' — poetry by Anya Johanna DeNiro
September 3, 2026
'the azaleas all make gruel out of me' — poetry by Anya Johanna DeNiro
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'silk and rivers' — poetry by Zavi Kang Engles
September 3, 2026
'silk and rivers' — poetry by Zavi Kang Engles
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'death and a mountain view' — poetry by Emily Brandt
September 3, 2026
'death and a mountain view' — poetry by Emily Brandt
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'the incense of my bed chamber ' — poetry by Katja Jackson
September 3, 2026
'the incense of my bed chamber ' — poetry by Katja Jackson
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'bruises confettied as raspberries' — poetry Chelsea Fonden
September 3, 2026
'bruises confettied as raspberries' — poetry Chelsea Fonden
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'you were obsessed. a monster.' — poetry by Kathleen Hellen
September 3, 2026
'you were obsessed. a monster.' — poetry by Kathleen Hellen
September 3, 2026
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'Seas of her marooned organs' — poetry by Shon Mapp
September 3, 2026
'Seas of her marooned organs' — poetry by Shon Mapp
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'a ghost house of Sicily' — poetry by Edvige Giunta
September 3, 2026
'a ghost house of Sicily' — poetry by Edvige Giunta
September 3, 2026
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September 3, 2026
'Are the clouds full of well-water?' — poetry by Johanna E. Hall
September 3, 2026
'Are the clouds full of well-water?' — poetry by Johanna E. Hall
September 3, 2026
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'seals her-self in the confession box' — poetry by Spencer Keene
September 3, 2026
'seals her-self in the confession box' — poetry by Spencer Keene
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'bloody with sunset' — poetry by Will Cordeiro
September 3, 2026
'bloody with sunset' — poetry by Will Cordeiro
September 3, 2026
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September 3, 2026
'dream in locusts' — poetry by Vi Ly
August 15, 2026
'dream in locusts' — poetry by Vi Ly
August 15, 2026
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August 15, 2026
'plastic chair, watermelon, generator exhaust, benzene' — poetry by Hana Saad
August 15, 2026
'plastic chair, watermelon, generator exhaust, benzene' — poetry by Hana Saad
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' I am brutally killed by daffodils' — poetry by Emily Tong
August 14, 2026
' I am brutally killed by daffodils' — poetry by Emily Tong
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'violet scabbing on ankle backs' — poetry by Lexi Rosen
August 14, 2026
'violet scabbing on ankle backs' — poetry by Lexi Rosen
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'it was something more gory' — poetry by Caroline O'Connor Thomas
August 14, 2026
'it was something more gory' — poetry by Caroline O'Connor Thomas
August 14, 2026
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August 14, 2026
'I’ll accept delight’s gloom' — poetry by Hazelyn Aroian
August 14, 2026
'I’ll accept delight’s gloom' — poetry by Hazelyn Aroian
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'every hour is one long suffering' — poetry by Anne Halsey
August 14, 2026
'every hour is one long suffering' — poetry by Anne Halsey
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'a terrible countenance for what nourishes' — poetry by I Echo
August 14, 2026
'a terrible countenance for what nourishes' — poetry by I Echo
August 14, 2026
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'I am the aftermath' — poetry by Taylor Hamann Los
August 14, 2026
'I am the aftermath' — poetry by Taylor Hamann Los
August 14, 2026
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'as if landscapes verdant' — poetry by Kacey Martin
August 14, 2026
'as if landscapes verdant' — poetry by Kacey Martin
August 14, 2026
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'a wasp  giving itself to the fig' — poetry by Elaina Edwards
August 14, 2026
'a wasp giving itself to the fig' — poetry by Elaina Edwards
August 14, 2026
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'ghosts in hair follicles' — poetry by Trish hopkinson
August 14, 2026
'ghosts in hair follicles' — poetry by Trish hopkinson
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'roses among men' — poetry by Amy Thatcher
August 14, 2026
'roses among men' — poetry by Amy Thatcher
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Writing prompts for a fever dream summer
August 3, 2026
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August 3, 2026
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'bloodsponge rubies & wicked diamonds' — poetry by Emily Murman
August 3, 2026
'bloodsponge rubies & wicked diamonds' — poetry by Emily Murman
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'beauty is the last thing before death' — poetry by Francis de Lima
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Peter Milne Greiner

Peter Milne Greiner

Interview with Peter Milne Greiner, Author of 'Lost City Hydrothermal Field'

November 20, 2017

BY JOANNA C. VALENTE

Peter Milne Greiner is unlike any writer you've read before. With his first book, Lost City Hydrothermal Field (The Operating System, 2017), you're in for a real treat. The book is perfect for anyone who feels like they were born on the rings of Saturn and somehow found themselves on earth, lost, wandering around trying to find themselves, trying to discover something. Grenier does an amazing job at weaving together a sci-fi, queer world exploring identity, landscape, loneliness, and apocalypse. 

As Albert Mobilio said of the book, Peter's poems "range widely across space, time, and cultural history—from the Magna Carta to The Little Mermaid, from the pyramids to the astronomical observatory at Mauna Kea—and catch up in their full-throttle trajectory a universe of detail about the nature of things ... By deploying a language alert to figurative provocation that's sharpened by a tautly disjunctive syntax, Greiner uncovers the apocalypse in the quotidian and raises everyday life to fearsome implication." 

I was lucky to be able to speak with Peter about gifs, food, books, and more below:

FAVORITE MEAL

A failed experiment, as when I tried to prepare breadfruit the way Herman Melville describes it in Typee. And if not something like that, something with secret ingredients. I love secret ingredients.

FAVORITE MUSIC WHILE WRITING

If music is on, it’s music without words. Some recent records include Eric Holm’s Andøya, Peru’s Macchu Picchu, various things by Rainforest Spiritual Enslavement, and Brooklyn’s own Long Distance Poison. Long things to get lost in. But I mostly don’t write when there’s music on because I mostly write when I’m not at home.

FAVORITE THREE BOOKS

To stay true to always I have to go pretty far back. So I’ll say Dinotopia by James Gurney, Island of the Blue Dolphins by Scott O’Dell, and Rapter Red by Robert Bakker. All three are about castaways.

FAVORITE PAINTING

Any land card from the Ice Age expansion of Magic: The Gathering

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GIF YOU IDENTIFY WITH

via GIPHY

FEELINGS ON APOCALYPSE AND DEATH

I sometimes wonder is there is a type of apocalypse that could happen that no one would notice. Definitely noticeable apocalypses include asteroid disaster, global extinction event, widespread nuclear fallout. Those all enjoy plausibility (and banality). I’m trying to imagine none of the above without making predictions. Also I think apocalypses can be deathless. I think the world as it is known could end but we could all going on living.

FAVORITE THREE FILMS

Jurassic Park, State & Main, Alien

ON HIS SOCIAL MEDIA PERSONA

Because I don’t use social media very actively, no persona that I know of has yet to emerge. I def use Insta more than anything else, but I don’t think my usage of it betrays a particular or distinctive role, either. If anything I prefer Insta because it feels, perhaps erroneously, less public.

FAVORITE ANIMAL

Wandering albatross.

WHAT HE CARRIES

Anxiety lololol

READ: Poetry by Peter Milne Greiner


Peter Milne Greiner's work has been featured in Motherboard, Dark Mountain, Fence, SciArt Magazine, and elsewhere, and has been lauded by the likes of Jeff VanderMeer and Claire L. Evans. He studied poetry at The New School under Sekou Sundiata, and is a scholar of the history of the Roaring Forties. In July of 2013 he sent a poem into space through the Jamesburg Earth Station in Carmel Valley, California. He is the author of the chapbook Executive Producer Chris Carter. LOST CITY HYDROTHERMAL Field is his first full length collection.

Joanna C. Valente is a human who lives in Brooklyn, New York. They are the author of Sirs & Madams (Aldrich Press, 2014), The Gods Are Dead (Deadly Chaps Press, 2015), Marys of the Sea (Operating System, 2017), Sexting the Dead (Unknown Press, 2018), Xenos (Agape Editions, 2016), and is the editor of A Shadow Map: Writing by Survivors of Sexual Assault (CCM, 2017). They received their MFA in writing at Sarah Lawrence College. Joanna is the founder of Yes, Poetry and the managing editor for Civil Coping Mechanisms and Luna Luna Magazine. Some of their writing has appeared, or is forthcoming, in Brooklyn Magazine, Prelude, BUST, Spork Press, and elsewhere. Joanna also leads workshops at Brooklyn Poets. joannavalente.com / Twitter: @joannasaid / IG: joannacvalente

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