POETRY
Haze
Haze By Zoe Crepp Illustration | Jennifer Fong Li There’s some kind of mask covering your face, But I can see that bright flush creeping beneath the powder When I tell you where I think we should go. Those baby doll eyes, all droopy 1930s— Complete with mascara-darkened lashes, batting themselves ...
Nesting
Nesting By Sam Rosati Martin Illustration | Jennifer Fong Li Watch my eyes shimmer —in the ice with you. —I want your song, your singing. Turn the sun off, tenderize [me], lay your voices on my stomach. Feed me branches and twigs— splinters— I have been abandoned by ...
GROCERIES
GROCERIES By Sophie van Dalen Illustration | Jennifer Fong Li – Kale – Pears – Yoghurt – Bananas – Carrots – Hummus – Rice cakes – Almond butter – Cannellini beans – Trying to remember what it used to be like – Walking down the aisles – With happy hunger – ...
bittersweet candies
bittersweet candies By Devarya Singhania Illustration | Jennifer Fong Li there were pit stops which reminded me of a time to escape from the monstrosity of Raman’s futile attacks on the imperfect curvature transcending above my belly, as the few speared marks made their appearance; it’s a circus of my ...
Cityscapes
Illustration | Jennifer Fong Li The heartland howls to June bugs’ cries –metallic giants, they chirp and crawlthrough mazes of boxes that grow straight upfrom ground that bears the nests of stone. Below, the millipede rushes to work,it skids to a stop and opens its mouthsfor clouds of prey ...
La Lucila
Illustration | Jennifer Fong Li Crossing the border between one quintana and the nextWe move from the wild to the obsceneOf private wetlands and forestry, mortar and concreteUp against the golden River of Silver shoreline, a breathing carcinogenIt funnels the borderland between our place and the sun. There’s a ...
Seasick
Seasick words by sydney pachecoillustration by natalie song I lay dormant enclosed by your four walls the overhead lights hug me as luminescence wraps me in blue I fall into you fully clothed I allow myself to sink into the waves of the sheets that surround as you manage to ...
static pressure
static pressure words by max leesillustration by max lees Behind the wheel I weave threads of silk between transports and caravans, dodge bullets that glide under the dash into a sea of stars. You have a heavy foot like my mother You’re going too fast The underground lurches, squeals to ...
Pan de Fiesta
Pan de Fiesta words by gabriel sanches-ortega “Se dice pan de fiesta,”My father says to me.Pan de fiesta,Bread for the feast. I held the image in my hands,But never knew its taste. In the playground of the schoolThey pull me by the arms.They accuse me of things I haven’t done.They ...