This poem was originally published in our Spring 2022 print issue “Reflections of Radiance.”
we are
building a new life
painting a new life
writing a new life
i hate it that you know me
magician you don’t listen
all your tricks have worked on me
I’m in a hundred million pieces and we last spoke in my dreams
please lead me back inside the gardens where our lives and love have peaked
Aliveness
Artwork by Cole Lopez (They/Them) The morning my grandfather died I slept. An ocean away I dreamt that an angel leaned to kiss his cheek And I tried to push it away but instead I screamed My hands passing through…
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They/them
Graphic by Chris Ikonomou Do you ever look at your reflection and have absolutely no fucking clue who the person is staring back at you? Sometimes my reflection is a stranger Unfamiliar to me, and the only thing…
