I’ve always thought redemptions should come in the form of damp little castles.
Tag: Poetry
Picture and Pen
When I want to know more about him, I read the words that shot fists into the air.
No Dog Could Hunt You Like I Could
Kiss by kiss/I build you
Poetry by Aubri McCarter
My mother wanted things.
Poetry by Sébastien Bachand
The wind pulls a crystal from my eye
Send in the Clowns
Last month, I went to a reading where there was a clown. MX gallery right off Canal Street in Chinatown, up five grueling flights of stairs. I stumbled into the dimly lit art space out […]
“Writing is also an opportunity to learn new things”
I can’t pinpoint the moment I met Lidudumalingani. Throughout my time in Cape Town I encountered him at film festivals, talks on creativity, live music events, book gatherings and around the dinner tables of mutual friends.
Poetry by Aly Tadros
I guzzled down my twenties
Poetry by Mica Le John
black hands/pure gold/interstellar bodies
Poetry by Basil Soper
would expose intoxicants under mama’s pulsing scales