Werewolves, masks, and my digital footprint
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 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 […]
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.
our soft, lazy bodies finding the other,
skin and hands’ taut, magnetic pull.
Edited by Alloe Mak, Oliver Francis Baker, and Annika Budhwani When I began to love her, I folded […]
Edited by Alloe Mak, Alyssa Zhang, and Sasha Rose Penwarden The start of the summer of my life […]