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Oneg In The Arctic
Bio
A storyteller and poet of arctic adventures, good food, identity, mental health, and more.
Co-founder of Queer Vocal Voices
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Stories (163/0)
Choosing Yourself For The New Year
Delta was so over the past year. They couldn’t wait for the clock to just strike midnight already so they could leave it all behind. While they knew that time was just a nonsensical concept humans invented to give meaning to their existence, they were ready for time to move on.
By Oneg In The Arctic7 months ago in Fiction
Broken Records. Content Warning.
Filled with teenage rebellion and curiosity, the two lovebirds pulled aside the window boards of the abandoned recording studio. The record label, long since forgotten by talent, had morphed into a popular make-out spot among teens at the local high school.
By Oneg In The Arctic7 months ago in Criminal
When You're Adopted Into Your Wife's Mexican Catholic Christmas . Top Story - January 2024.
I'm not going to pretend and say that this season was something I was looking forward to. In a lot of ways, it has had too many unwanted firsts and this has caused a lot of stress.
By Oneg In The Arctic7 months ago in Families
In the Market for More (or Less)
Every synapse in me stretched outwards hoping to catch her. But it was hopeless. Too many scents and sounds crowded my ability to find her, her braided hair becoming another pattern in the fabrics along the stalls. I could barely hear the sizzling and shouts of the vendors above my pounding heart, yet I could not seem to persuade my feet to move forward. I was frozen in a space that never stopped moving.
By Oneg In The Arctic7 months ago in Fiction
Move Over Holly, Hanukkah is Here. Top Story - December 2023.
Oh look, it's December! That means it's Chris-HANUKKAH season! That's right, it's time for the Festival of Lights and lots of jelly doughnuts. We'll light some candles, sing some songs, and fill our bellies with fried food. Do you know why?
By Oneg In The Arctic8 months ago in Confessions
A Jolly Holly Half Dead Holiday
Zomboi had been feeling the pressures to conform for much too long out in the big city. Everyone was always rushing somewhere, aggressively ignoring his limp and slow swagger. It wasn’t Zomboi’s fault that his limbs were barely held together, but he still tried to keep up.
By Oneg In The Arctic8 months ago in Fiction
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