Emily Linstrom



Essays & Explorations

Revisiting The Everyday Ritual: Midsummer Edition
What if the everyday ritual found an equally sacred place in one’s own Book of Days?
Balconies, Breasts, and Death: Exploring Juliet's Verona
I started to scribble a poem in Verona, titled 'I Want to Steal the Breasts of Juliet,' and while I never finished it, the sentiment still lingers...
Mental Health Awareness Month: Depression
Originally published in American Slander, revisiting the room.
What Dracula's Castle Taught Me About The Perils Of Bigotry
Satan is a skinny b*tch.
Girls And Dolls: Navigating A Childhood Obsession
There’s the haves and the have-nots, and the only thing standing between the two is a vinyl doll in pantaloons.
The Privileged Mope - Queen Mob's Tea House
"What will we do with ourselves this afternoon, and the day after that, and the next thirty years?" Daisy Buchanan wasn't the only one to pose this existential dilemma.
Beltane's Fiery Blessings
"Anyone who is familiar with Stravinsky’s “The Rite Of Spring” can attest that this time of year is anything but gentle..." On the ancient Pagan holiday, and how to keep the...
The Big D
Adventures in major depressive disorder.


A Room With A Brew
My Florentine adventure and chance encounter with an inspiring coffee entrepreneur this past summer.
Stirring His Brandy With A Nail: An Interview With Albatross Owner Eric Bechard
penned under the name Emmie Linstrom
Smooth Sailing, Smoother Spirits: Pilot House Distilling
penned under the name Emmie Linstrom
Pacific Perfection: An Interview With Katie Rathmell of Pacific Window Restoration
penned under the name Emmie Linstrom
Love For All: The Lower Columbia Q Center
penned under the name Emmie Linstrom
Art + Astoria: The Evolution of AVA
penned under the name Emmie Linstrom


A two-truths-and-a-lie satire concerning lifestyle blogs, elite interior magazines, two con artists, and the necessary acquiring of things.
Black Blizzard
My award -winning short story about a Depression-era dustbowl family, and the many ways magic can be twisted to corrupt or cope.
They say she is the soul of all wasted women: beautiful and barren, she is the suicide of winter, the white bone buried beneath the seedling; a strange and dangerous tree...
A tale about a family of monstrous immortals squatting in "a part of London even London has no recollection of..."
No more little mermaids.
What were faerie tales but the earliest birds and bees talk?


Oops! I Dropped The Lemon Tart
Inspired by Massimo Bottura's famous dessert
The Traits You Take
​Somewhere in your ancestral villa lives a woman who slices persimmons like she was born to handle knives and babies
Photo Tale: Ash Birthday
Birthday musings, witchy images.
Notes From My Travels + 2 Poems
Poems and reflections from my summer in Italy & Greece
Poem: "Oracle"
Once I inhabited my body like a Trojan horse...
Emily Linstrom: Special Feature
1 year anniversary of my Featured Poet pieces on seduction, loss, women, and Castro's Cuba.

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