Monthly Archives: June 2017


“Love. Fall in love and stay in love. Write only what you love, and love what you write. The word is love. You have to get up in the morning and write something you love, something to live for.”
Ray Bradbury (August 22, 1920 – June 5, 2012)



















Art by David Wyatt.


Her skin is like fire
her breath, distant desire
Flowers meet
for their annual feast
any time you kiss
her meatiness white…

Her hair comes from the stars
a supernova dust
it shines and coils
and transports

all of you

in a magic land…

Where seas are soft and wild

Winds blow

Of unknown stories

That paint and burn


On your skin

That rekindle

Every time

She moves in sight…




Art by Julia Gabrielov.

Engleza de joi/ Asbestos

Asbestos = a soft, greyish-white material that does not burn, used especially in the past as a protection against fire and as a form of insulation.

“Some writers can handle lava with bare hands, but I’m not so tough, my skin is not asbestos. And in fact I have no interest in confession. My games are transformation and invention.”
Ursula K. Le Guin







Art by Dani Soon.