the slow inflections of the wind
where rivers run like scars.
The moon hangs quietly
in the blackened air, halved and emptied, decaying since dusk
Category: Contemporary Culture
ONE POEM – Ava Patel
Here lie abandoned gyro crusts and Bundt cake crumbs.
Your fingers shine with olive oil grease
TWO POEMS – DS Maolalai
waking
at midnight
to piss
on the sand dunes
and the sky overhead
like a badly
scratched frying pan.
ONE POEM – Nóra Blascsók
In an ideal world
the washing machine
is a portal to clean linen
dishes lean back like sun
loungers by the sink
FLASH FICTION – Kirsty Crawford
I sway and I spin, I smile. Sometimes even in perfect moments, you begin to feel the cold creep in.
PHOTOGRAPHY: Jessica Swank
Through photography and sculpture, I question how the manipulation of behaviour and patterns dehumanises society.
ART – Geneviève Dumas
Because of the pandemic, we didn’t have any Olympics this summer, so I decided to reproduce the Olympic coverage in July by printing (screen printing) over selected pictures from the Montreal Olympics of 1976
ART: MY BALCONY GARDEN – Labdhi Shah
‘As I listened to music and wrote poems, the space came alive, became my balcony garden, and gave new life to me.’
VIDEO: 2020aliveness – Maggz
‘where reality and subconsciousness overlap and everything blends.’
ONE POEM – Imogen Osborne
We return to find
the magnolia still
bruising itself into blossom.
SHORT STORY – Annie Dobson
Compulsory heterosexuality rots the brain, has rotted my brain. I just wanted to undo, unlive it.
ART: ALL IS ONE – Camila Curiel
We are bound to nature, worms and dirt, we come from earth, and to earth we will return.
