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Eye am Abundant

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“Eye Spy” by Steven Quinn


In Golden Glass

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Artwork by Leigh Viner

Hands Across the World

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He’s got the whole world

in his hands

Artwork: “The Revolution Has Started” by Hugo Barros

Empty Beds and Unmade Heads

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Empty beds

and unmade  heads

skitter through the

unpaved streets

Photo from Hairspray edited by Angie


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reflect, reflect

my hollow heart

in fields of hot

and yellow death

look out, look out

upon decay

and swallow lumps

of silent calm

we’re two, we’re two

half living parts

that drink in dust

and bow our heads

we’ll crack we’ll crack

but never break

just hang in dusk

for all is lost

Eternity by Angie Hoover-Hillhouse

photo: “Metaphysical Liberatarianism” by Suzanne Koett

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Vintage Peach

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Images of Summer

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Images of Summer

Photos by Noel Alvarenga 

Collage: Cynthia

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I think collage is really honest. We connect to it in  a lot of ways because it’s inherently disconnected pieces that are all thrown– or even organized together to attempt to create some cohesion and meaning.

Caption by Meaghan Merrifield 

Artwork: “Cynthia” by Cardboard Cities 

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Everything’s Blue in this World

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Beauty is mysterious;

finding mere pieces of Her is all we can ever hope to do.

In an effort to understand how truth and beauty are created, we regularly break down large perplexing works into more manageable pieces.A novel is merely a group of chapters, which is a group of paragraphs, which is a collection of sentences, etc. All interesting subjects become the victims of criticism, the Self included.

The artist’s perception of the world cannot be separated from her perception of self. Ultimately, she is another mystery  worthy of dissection and interpretation.One whose smaller parts offer glimmers of truth that can be seen, but never truly captured.

photo by Jaq Vega

journal by Angie Hoover-Hillhouse