ISSUE 2

february 2025

“you are girl you are apple split in half you are jellyfish tattoo you are

blemishes plain under the fluorescent lighting”

“it was the pleasure of the century

war is not

a proper noun

linguistically”

“Hope sticks

like jacaranda blooms

to the bottom of her soles”

“I swear it on Astvatz

I thought it was you

But here on this Yalda

Long after you folded

The fire burns free...

For jan, all along

It was actually me”

“I want the desert to scream back at me as I empty my lungs into it—like my ancestors’ death-march cries—and I’d feel real.”

“These memories are embedded within the land along with the devastations that occurred. They create a powerful dynamic of calmness and chaos which is shown through the dynamic shifts in color and brush strokes. Ultimately, these pieces create a world filled with energy that is buried beneath the land along with the devastations that erupted so callously above it.”

photography by Ana Derby

RIOT GRRRLS, NEW ENGLAND, AND THE HIDDEN POETRY OF SONGWRITING:

AN EXCLUSIVE INTERVIEW WITH TALKBOX

talkbox is a 3 piece nyc esoteric kitten core pop group. They’ve played at venues like Heaven Can Wait,

the Brooklyn Museum, and

Stone Circle Theater.

talkbox uses their music

to express their beliefs

through a blend of

motifs from riot

grrrl and emo

music

MAYA: drums and guitar

TOBY: drums and guitar

LOLA: vocals and songwriting

read the full interview here

“if only i heard your voice again,

in little rants about baudelaire

and what “the mirror” really meant—”

“All saviors skin off pine and oak like

shucking oysters, forgetting where a massacre

occurs—inside or outside the body”

“My palm will cup the cityscape

like petunia petals”

“each line like an empty clothesline

with a few orphan clothespins”

“If someone were to ask me, “What does the blockade look like to you?” I’d show them this picture from Rosa’s house.”

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