Looking down at you in the grass, the impending inevitable: someday we both will be too underground to see the moon, that is, until we give ourselves up to the maggots and bloat
Leia K. Bradley is a Southern femme poet and professor with writing in DIAGRAM, West Trade Review, Poetry, The Florida Review, Booth, and elsewhere. She rides her broomstick between NYC and NC, teaching hybrid-genre writing classes at Lycanthrope Academy while writing two novels at once, and dreams often of bioluminescence and bats. After climbing out from the coffin of monstrous love, get ready for her debut poetry collection Venus In Transit (Red Hen Press) in 2027.
