She imagined a hundred things she could do when she saw that woman for the first time, but she didn’t imagine that her hair would be gray.
Now, when I think of my dad, I don’t really think of the horseback rider, or pilot, or King of China. I just think of these things. Things that make him human. Things I really love.
looking at you makes me feel as if i have finally ascended. suddenly, i am all-knowing. contradictions are rectified and questions are answered by the simplicity of your soft breaths.
Why must we only validate the art that stems from suffering?
Hold my hand.
Ponder our futures yet consider our presents.
I love you the way a priest loves his bible.
as i sit in this subway seat, i think that i am in the mood to write.
Fashion is a mirage. I envision it, I see it, I hear it, I can almost reach it when I try.
Erica PhelpsEditor: Alloe Mak Have you ever found yourselfnestled between horizon and sun,thinking: I could sit here for […]
Wine Tasting is a photography collection dedicated to portraying the ridiculous standards women must prevail to attain the male gaze.
Shot by Kailey McPherson
Shot by Kailey McPherson
My hugs are my mom’s food.
The focus of this piece centers around the themes of nostalgia and the fear of growing up.
the words that describe the way She’s framed tended with loving affirmations
petals age every passing october
endless and endless ties of conversation
love encapsulated in its seeds of saturation
Cathedrals are the product of the devotion of thousands. As I stand there, my grandfather tells me of a man, then his son, and then his son’s son, who all worked on the gargantuan mosaic that now splashes across the ceiling.
I’d beat the devil out of myself if it brought my maman a smile.
By Tara Khoo
As I sit on this bench and watch the cars pass, I am suddenly no longer a myth, a legend, a king rolling a rock up a hill. I am a girl packing her life into cardboard boxes in anticipation of leaving everything she’s ever known behind.