There’s Treasure Everywhere
Scraps
Phases
Everything Beautiful is Far Away
Untitled
Pathways
Artwork by Jesse Treece
There’s Treasure Everywhere
Scraps
Phases
Everything Beautiful is Far Away
Untitled
Pathways
Artwork by Jesse Treece
It was you who put the sweaty taste
of metal in my mouth
while shouting
about hopeless eternities.
But
you forget
that I have seen the Ivory moon
rising slowly over the
lovers and the liars
who live in dream-stained darkness.
“All Cages Break in the Night” by Angie Hoover-Hillhouse
Artwork by Steven Quinn
Through amber winds
I hear
the haunting, grey whisper
of a woman drowning
in a memory —
in a memory-
that cannot float.
Photographs by Heather Landis
paper planes swoop–
glide
over the sweet salt of the sea
loop around rosy lips,
pursed.
they fall into a pucker,
then a kiss
which dives
crashes quick
deep into the belly of everything
“Pale Planes” by Meaghan Merrifield
Artwork by Claire Pestaille
crisp colgate teeth
line up to greet
his the mouth
which easily espouses such buttery sounds–
such a face calls for a crowd,
necks obligingly stretch–
crane
appease the self indulgent game
upsetting, nauseating
need for recognition
praise
fame
frame
emptiness contained
“Frame” by Meaghan Merrifield
Artwork by Franz Falckenhaus
“No man, for any considerable period, can wear one face to himself and another to
the multitude, without finally getting bewildered as to which may be the true.”
―Nathaniel Hawthorne, The Scarlet Letter
“Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth.”
―Oscar Wilde

“The trouble with a mask is it never changes”
―Charles Bukowski
“Love takes off the masks we fear we cannot live without and know we cannot live within.”
―James Baldwin
Artwork by Dene Leigh and Colleen Cunningham