Month: September 2020

Infinite Abyss

Another Pair of Knees I See

An illustrated poem about the haunting realities of manspreading. I step onto the tram and with a bright mood I view the crowd around me. A lady with a full basket and a white fur coat mumbles to herself, almost rhythmically. An animalistic smell wafts from the coat because it has just rained. She is […]

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Infinite Abyss

Poetry for the Abyss

Remember Me Like I’m Winter ’97 it is hard to love ppl without expectations i’m addicted to chocolate almond milk and you’re addicted to watching netflix you won’t think about wanting to die tonight i won’t think about how you are not thinking about me i used to expect you to want to be alive […]

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Crisis of Consciousness

Waking the Witch

Witches aren’t known for being dreamboats. For centuries, fairy tales have portrayed them as grizzled, gnarled old women with a better chance of wrangling up the still beating heart of the local virgin than wrangling up a date. The characterization of witches as hags was both a cause and effect of the widespread accusations of […]

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Crisis of Consciousness

Style of a Certain Age

My hair colour changes more or less biweekly and I add a new tattoo to my body in accidental correspondence with the moon cycles. I am sick to death of common rhetoric like, you might think they are cool now, but what about when you’re older? So, I decided to point the lens at the very […]

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Crisis of Consciousness

Ice Ice Baby: Investigating Cold Cases

The Reddit link flashed before my eyes: “What is the creepiest/scariest unsolved mystery you have heard of?” I clicked innocently, thinking it would be a brief, lunchtime reprieve from work. But I scrolled for hours, opening Wikipedia tab after Wikipedia tab and delving deeper into the lives of missing teens, mysterious murders, and theory forums […]

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Infinite Abyss

Summer Affectionate Disorder

It felt like nothing was real. If I moved my hand in front of my face, it was as if everything was happening in slow motion. I distinctly remember hugging my mother in distress before a paranoid thought took over: What if she wasn’t trying to help me? This was how I started the summer […]

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Crisis of Consciousness

Presenting THE TUTS!

We caught up with “bubblegum pussy punk pop” super girl group, THE TUTS. Watch the video (shot by friend of inconnu Rowan Ellis), then check out their debut album UPDATE YOUR BRAIN, out now! #dismantlethepatriarchy <3

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Kiss Me Through Phone
Crisis of Consciousness

Kiss Me Thru The Phone

Once, when I was seven, a boy kissed me in the bathroom against a brick wall. I tasted metal in my mouth and his teeth, his tongue, his ribs, seemed so much bigger than mine. My back was a tombstone, and he’d covered his hands in dirt trying to dig his way to the bottom; […]

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