issue 4: moonlight
- y.y. (bio)
M is for mother, lustrous and selfless in her love
O is for my origins, where I grew from the soil of the moon
O is for open, the gaping wound in my heart
N is for never shall the moon dim its light, appraisal in the night
L is for lovers, who intertwine under the rings of saturn, neglecting me
I is for illicit, i serve to illicit reaction, tidal waves and all
G is for gaping, much like the goldfish who stare blankly at me, wishing to break free
H is for hatred, a forever empty bowl
T is for together, as such all the elements of moonlight remain
- r.w. (bio)
do you ever wonder how you got here?
no, not where your parents came from or where your great-great-great-great-great-great-grandparents came from
i am talking about the empty space that doesn’t contain space, or love, or dust
i wonder if i am alone in thinking this.
- f.o. (bio)
ancient folklore tells us that there is a lady on the moon.
her name is chang e, and she is waiting for us to figure out that she is not real.
she is a figment of romantic imagination contrived by humans,
who so desperately want a land that cannot have.
and that land is the moon,
the dry, cracked moon.
i am missing you
how the beads of sweat
used to roll and
a minimalist's take on life/death
life is great,
life is bait.
death is black,
death is cracked.
life/death are just 2 polar opposites
and we are floating in between.
shades of white
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