Volume 65 Issue 2

Illustration | Seavey van Walsum I can’t reach the Sediments settling in The lining between my Daydreams and responsibilities, Every gap a yawning canyon, Repetitions of “Tomorrow, I’ll–” And it’s still today in spite of  Night and the Glue leaking from my dirty pores, For every unclean, slow dream sticks to me; I have never

Illustration | Seavey van Walsum      “Put it in a jar and it’s a spell,” the saying goes.       Withered flowers for resurrecting memories that outlive the bouquet. Pebbles for conjuring a granola sunburn on rainy days in the city. I put everything in jars. This room that holds all my joy, all my fury, all my