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
i ask you if you hear it & you shake your head, unknowingly. i can’t stand it — i can’t stand it. caress this color out of me. photo / michael gelinas writing / Robin Gow
i’m in the eye of this tame hurricane on the brink of the edge of the building where was your gaze when I came for you? photo / Edie Sunday SaveSave
lonely in the head lots of love in my ear some of it tastes like poison photo / Toby Harvard
Fresh are the berries that we use to pick, from our daydream valleys. Filled with pauses and short breaths, when we roll in the dusty paths. photo / Piero Donadeo writing / Kendall Hill
I have become trapped by the things I call beautiful fantasies photo / LI HUI writing / Kendall Hill
I pray the time passes quickly. For I know, like we all do, that the sun must rise again. photo / Cameron Schiller writing / Kendall Hill
Beyond the wandering moon, beyond the star That tracks her night by night
There is no island above. It’s just blue, blue.
let us never be rescued from this mess.