It’s the feeling we all know, the one we shy away from putting a name to.

Memory shifts in forms of translation and recording—in how pieces are positioned and what shape everything becomes.

II: Saudade | Searchlight Song: "Corporeal"

You know that ache? When everywhere cries swan song, but no air can hope to hold you like a voice holds back the wind?

The Saudade Letters: a selection

I live, dream, breathe and revel in the mildewed photo frames that keep on flooding my mind.

Like all good stories, she & I began with remembering.

The longing to be far away has been replaced by a longing to keep everything like this—alive, resilient, unquiet.

As the throes of winter descend upon us & daylight fades to silence, we reach the end of the Issue II submission period.

Announcements, MusicTopaz WintersNovember 18, 2016

A woman holds a box depicting a woman holding a box—and on backwards and inwards until the music stops.

2:30 am. Soft piano pours into my ears like mercury. I am aching, but it feels beautiful.

I wouldn’t say that any of the lyrics are by choice. I wish I could write songs about a perfect life, trust me! It’s all real.