Gather me in your bosom And let me cradle safely. Seclude me in your undergrowth And let me not wither, As I meander unknown territory. The Abyss, the wilderness. The Virus that circulates. Self invited, invades. Saturates, strangulates. Like the weeds Of the underworld. It’s antenna spiky prickly Focused targeted To seduce and squeeze oxygenated lungs to extinction.
Not a literary magazine for ordinary times, but a journal for an exceptional one. Writing the pandemic, together. Image, Somewhere in Time by Hengki Lee: Instagram @hengki_lee
Not a literary magazine for ordinary times, but a journal for an exceptional one. Writing the pandemic, together. Image, Somewhere in Time by Hengki Lee: Instagram @hengki_lee