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
CALAVÈRA | Ain’t Got You
Tag: writing
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
Live Footage | Gold Pot
The flashes of the explosions are close enough
to touch if you wanted to burn your fingers
on the sky, and the glare rocks our shadows back
against the brick, as if chaos snapped
our pictures in the dark.
photo / 美撒郭
writing / BILL ZAVATSKY
Radio Skies | Prism
I’m up here to distract myself, temporarily,
from what I don’t want or can’t have
in the way of love
photo / ludwig West
writing / BILL ZAVATSKY