I can be described as 3 stages: the first is blinding, the floorboards reflecting off the cold, white […]
Werewolves, masks, and my digital footprint
Edited by Alloe Mak Slipping into my best black and white, clashing thoughts drift in spite. I stand […]
Edited by Alloe Mak My grandmother was born in the late 1800s, in a village where mangroves knotted […]
Edited by Alloe Mak and Liam Mason You’ve seen the memes. You know the phenotype. A man with […]
When he sang Matilda, He sang of butter half-spread on toast, Hair mussed as her eyes ache for […]
“What separates the reality in our minds from the reality outside ourselves? Is there really a difference?”
1 There are two kinds of monsters, and there are two kinds of days you learn what they […]
Edited by Alloe Mak The Rorschach blots beneath my sleeves: two white swans streaming down this tunnel of […]
Edited by Alloe Mak If you met me between the ages of eight and twelve, you might’ve thought […]
Edited by Alloe Mak PROLOGUE: Enter THE PLAYWRIGHT, there she is again, at a desk, at a stage, […]
Edited by Alloe Mak “Twenty years of subtle self-indulgence, self-denial; until the subject thinks herself a queen & […]
Edited by Alloe Mak The face is always the most difficult to sculpt. Some say it’s because it’s […]
Edited by Alloe Mak Content Warning: Suicidal Ideation My therapist says that “I didn’t think I’d be alive […]
Running out of words to write. Running from the stage, from the spotlight. I know the masquerade that […]
Edited by Alloe Mak Michael Kinnucan writes, “The mask’s opposite is not the face, but the veil. The […]
I blinked and there she was. An old woman wrapped in layers of clothes, a crumpled paper doll with a conductor’s hat.
Xoxo510 reminded us that movements don’t start with spotlights.