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We begin the interview with besos at the Colectivo on Humboldt Ave. She is just as beautiful as I remember, I am glad to see her so happy. I admire Iman so much because she just makes it happen. She knew what she wanted before I ever had a chance to help her figure it out. Continue reading Fashion Can be a Thought: A Conversation with Iman Chanel
He whispered nontruths
at the back of my neck
allowing unpurified darkness
in my heart.
I asked him
did he want
to see the light,
and he did.
a poem by Dr. Debora B. Wisneski
Sitting by an open window on a
late spring evening,
cool damp air hovers just inside
the screen as it touches my skin.
I want to
sit straight up in my
Blackness Continue reading Inkwell
a poem by Andrea Azarian
It is the case in this life sometimes
That the hardness we create
To wall off the pain
I’m seven and like every weekend, I’m at my grandma Roberts’ house. I like my grandma’s house; it is the prettiest on the block! My grandma loves flowers. She has flowers everywhere in her yard— pink ones, purple ones— I don’t know all of their names, but she has a lot of roses too. And they smell so good! My grandpa shapes the bushes in the front of the house to look like spirals. All of the colors are really pretty; everything is always perfect, like in a magazine. Last summer she won a contest for the most beautiful yard. And she’s nice. She’s always smiling and joking with me. Continue reading Can’t Go Back
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Getting out of dodge.
June and July are my least favorite months. I find myself bored w the world around me and the weather is too hot for me to engage effectively with summer activities. Continue reading Getting Out of Dodge