.
the sound of your pulse in my ears
I love your heavy steady heart
jolting me awake and calling me to sleep
watching my heart in another body
.
photo / Li Hui
JANA | Keep
Draw | RVBY MY DEAR
.
like embracing
the naked body of darkness
sometimes you just have to
make the most
of that ghost
.
photo / Tamara Lichtenstein
Justin Warnick | Separate Ways
.
time has passed
and I don’t know where I stand
with the idea of still having
remnants of you
.
.
photo / Tamara Lichtenstein
writing / berlin macuixtle (Thank You For Nothing Zine)
Beachglass Clouding
.
you speak and I get closer and
suddenly my air is your air and
we are no longer one and another
.
.
writing / ⁃ @loser.zine
photo / Tamara Lichtenstein
Beffect | MKY
So subtly is the fume of life designed
To clarify the pulse and cloud the mind
photo / marcin lichowski
writing / Edna St Vincent Millay
CALAVÈRA | Ain’t Got You
What is love? am I in pieces?
I see the promise that you made
do you still feel the same?
I’m in the periphery
your story’s not about me it’s without me
photo / Carrie Brautigam
Lydia Evangeline |Down
Perhaps you’re
the wilderness
that waits within me
Perhaps an
other mystery, I
open beneath
you.
writing / PAUL TRAN
textile workers | a. harlana
Jones Jones |Dreamer
my body, water, your body, a trail of hands carrying the river to the sea
at the end of the world, let there be you, my world
how often have i loved a thing because you loved it?
including me
writing / Danez Smith
VONAVI | Sunburst ft. Run Rivers
i am the prison that turns to rain in your hands
the branches of silence are heavy with your sweet seed
you smell like the milk of whatever beast i am
i listen for the language between your words
writing / DANEZ SMITH