.
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
Deep Sea Peach Tree | Mellow Richard
i feel myself splitting into too many rooms of static
you touch my hand & there i am
do you want to be best friends?
a box for yes, a box for no
photo / tanya
writing / DANEZ SMITH
Julian Lamadrid | No One
I felt a surge of tenderness sure for you
you pull your rope back, I watch my light go out
but the shadow lingers and I can’t bring myself to move
see if I can turn it back on
photo / Iosune de Goñi
BvRTH | Bluiett
I moan a weird prayer for peace
after all we deserve a new start
We were here &
looked right into the sun
photo / Sumyko
writing / FRANK SHERLOCK