When I listen to Maggie Rogers’ “Falling Water,” I always hear I never loved you fully in the way I could so deeply, completely.
Read MoreHere’s to the ugly & the marvellous, loud enough to reach the edge of night.
Read MoreWhen I think of the word hag, I think of the greying light beyond the horizon before a storm. I think of possibility hanging heavy in the air.
Read MoreWhat if we encountered our bodies the way they are and said, “this is good enough”?
Read MoreEyes open; sunlight pressing its tired hopeful nose against the horizon.
Read MoreDawn is portentous as any moment.
Read MoreFeaturing Alvin Pang’s “Untitled”, “What It Is Like to Go Blind Slowly”, and “Humming (For Pooja)”, and Daniel Gallie’s “Coming Home”.
Read MoreAubades take place in liminal space; they are ephemeral and, like the perfect melody or the exquisite lyric, they are robust in the moment.
Read MoreFeaturing Erin Moran’s “For Matthew”, “When Angels Dress For Senior Prom”, and “For Jan”, and LYON’s “Le Jardin Zoologique de Nuit”.
Read MoreLight & light & light to you. We hope this book is exactly what you need right now—that would be the greatest honour imaginable.
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