an exploration of time, longing and desire
Does the waiting make us feel weightless?
Does the waiting affect the weighting?
This quaranzine is all poetry I've written and collaged while staying-at-home (except one- can you guess?) at my apartment in Chicago. The other pages are either scraps of thoughts or cyanotypes, a blue early photography method popularized by Anna Atkins. These particular papers were given to be by my best friend Alli.
Deep thanks to my partner Jake. I've been working on/talking about this all the time with no one else around and he's been big encouraging and helped me out of various holes & blocks.
It's pay what you can, my venmo is @May-Lizzy and my paypal is linked here. If you like and you are able, consider throwing a five on it.
Sometimes this work was really fun and I flew to it and sometimes it was like moving my body through wet sand. I think you get it.
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